#and ge says he can't lie

[bibannana]

Fives *holding a ponch, trying to decide whether to wear it or not*: Do you think that it's going to rain?

Echo *standing outside, absolutely drenched*: No.

[gaywarcriminals]

Shen Jiu's obvious motivation in telling Yue Qi that his legs are broken are to get YQ to fucking leave already before he gets caught, idiot, but I think it also has a parallels to an interesting behavior in children: when a kid is hurt in a way that they don't understand, find hard to articulate, or they know isn't seen as "bad enough" to cause this level of distress, they will sometimes lie and say that something more obvious and readily pitiable has happened to them to get someone else, usually an adult, to care/understand/sympathize. It's a plea for someone to acknowledge that they're suffering. 

I feel like part of the reason SJ told YQ that is because he needed some way to convey how much he was suffering. On a surface level, SJ is "just" badly beaten and bruised, something that has probably happened to both SJ and YQ before. But ofc that's not all there is to it: QJL dehumanizes SJ and takes obvious joy in his suffering, treating him like a plaything. It's frightening and disquieting in a way that SJ himself probably minimizes or feels weak for being affected by, so how could he possibly tell Yue Qi? How could he explain how bad his life was going to be under QJL's boot? Just telling YQ he was beaten couldn't convey how hurt and scared he was. 

Can't you see he’s in pain, Qi-ge? You can't forget that. You have to hurry.

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: Anon request - "fluff estes method pregnancy with colby"

I did a smut version of this with Sam. If you haven't checked it out I suggest reading it! It's titled "Estes Surprise".

Warnings: pregnant!reader being touched, scratched, and talked to by the spirits, talk about death, murder, etc., dark entities, mentions of throwing up, some kissing, mostly fluff.

Word count: 6.7k | not edited

"What's up guys it's Sam and Colby, and today we have Y/n with us as well." Colby motions towards you and Sam moves the camera to you, "Hey guys."

"You excited?" Sam asks smirking at you from behind the camera. You raise your eyebrows and sighs, "I mean, I can't lie. I am pretty excited."

"Colby." Sam moves the camera back to him, "Wanna tell them why y/n is so excited to be here today?"

Colby smirks and presses his hands together, "Today.." he turns to look at you then back to the camera, "Y/n is going to be the one doing the Estes method."

Sam lets out a long and cheery, "Yeahhhhhhhh."

You laugh, "Yeah, yeah." You shake your head and Sam hands the camera to Colby and moves next to you, "Is there any reason as to why you chose to do it today, at this location?"

You nod, "I don't know, but when you told me about the history and the background about this place, you know filling me in, I got this feeling like I just had to do it here, you know?" You look from Sam to Colby, "Like I have to do it."

"That's spooky." Colby smirks, "But, as always. We'll be right there. If it gets to be too much, at any point during the investigation, just let us know."

"Such gentleman." You smirk and laugh.

"We try. We try." Sam shrugs and looks back at the old hotel, "Alright. Are we ready to go in?" You take a deep breath, "I guess so."

Colby lunges forward a few steps, his voice stained, "Let's do it."

He turns the camera off and hands it to Sam. He spins you so you're facing him, "I just wanted to say that I love having you on these things with us."

You smile and shrug, "I like being on these things with you."

He smiles and nods before leaning in to give you a quick peck on your lips. Sam groans, "Can you guys wait until we get inside, at least you'll have a hundred rooms to choose from."

You look over at Sam who can't contain his laughter and you give him the finger, "You're just jealous, Golbach."

"Jealous of what, y/l/n?" Sam rolls his eyes and you smirk as you walk up to him, "That I get to kiss Colby and you don't." You laugh as you walk by and Colby wraps an arm around Sam's shoulder, "Don't let her fool you, you can kiss me if you want."

You look back and see Sam pushing Colby away, laughing as Colby has his lips pushed out trying to kiss his cheek.

"Hey now." You point, "I don't want to have to kick your ass."

Sam laughs and Colby jogs up to you, "That would be incredibly hot on your part." You smirk and push on the door.

"Mm. I can't.." you push the door again, "I can't get this.. door to open.."

"That's because.." Sam walks up, camera rolling, "You have to pull it, dummy." Sam pulls the door open and you just stand there, "There should be a sign or something."

Colby lays a hand on your lower back, "S'okay, babe." He chuckles, "come on." He leads you inside and you stand there, surprised that the inside has power.

"The outside looks so abandoned, you wouldn't think the inside would be lit up like this." Colby turns to Sam and right as Sam is about to say something, there's a knock from down the hallway.

"Is there anyone else here?" Sam asks looks back at you guys from the hallway.

"No the owners left. They said no one but use would be here." You say whipping around to the other side, "there it was again, but on that side." You point and look back at Sam, "Mayne we should just start right here. Get the rem pod out, I'm sure we'll ge-"

Sam yells and jumps, "Whoa, hey. Something just grabbed my jacket."

"Seriously?" Colby asks moving around to look, "Like where? Here?" He moves his hand up, figuring out where Sam was grabbed.

You wait for him to calm down before making a comment, "I mean, I'd come after you to for wearing a jacket like that."

He glares at you, fighting back his laugh, "That's.. mean.. y/n. You're so mean lately." You shrug, "I'm just being honest, Sam."

Colby laughs and shakes his head, "you guys. It's insane how we literally just walked in and were already getting so much activity, like the owner said that it usually wouldn't happened until a little bit later on in the night."

Sam sighs, "I know, I know. I don't understand that." He hands Colby the camera and takes the REM pod from his backpack, "This is the REM pod, as some of you guys may know, the spirits come around, touch this little thing here and it lights up for us."

He walks over, setting it down by the one hallway.

"I can put the music box over by the other?" You ask and they nod, "Yeah so that way we know-"

Colby gets cut off by footsteps above you guys, and they're heavy. You freeze, staring up at the ceiling as your head moves slowly with the footsteps that slowly grow quiet the further away they go.

"Did you get that?" Sam asks looking over at Colby.

Colby nods, "I'll be surprised if I didn't. Those were loud."

The REM pod goes off, you haven't even gotten the music box out of Colby's bag yet, "Shit." Sam turns, "If that's the spirit of Adeline Nielsen, can you please make that go off ag-"

The light goes off and Sam looks back, wide eyed, "What the fuck."

"Adeline, touch that light if there's anyone else with you." Sam say and lays his fingers over his lips, waiting.

Nothing.

"Are you alone?" Colby asks and the light goes off, "Okay. Thank you."

You turn around, getting the intense feeling that you're being watched. You don't see anything, but you can certainly feel that something is there, "C-Colby."

You feel his hand on your shoulder, "Hey, what's up?"

You blink and look over at him, "I just got.." you take a deep breath and move closer to him. He hands the camera to Sam and wraps an arm around your waist, "what's going on?"

You feel like you could puke, like a massive wave of nausea just washed over you.

"I just got this.. feeling that something was watching me.. or us.. I don't know. I got this sudden feeling like I was gonna throw up." You look over at Sam and back to the hallway, "It was weird."

"Do you need to take a break?" Sam asks and you shake your head, "No. I'm good now." You sigh, "I'm good."

"You sure?" Colby looks down at you and you look up at him, "Yeah, Colbs. I'm good." You smile up at him and he nods, "Okay."

The REM pod goes off again, "Adeline, we know you're a good spirit, so please, feel free to follow us around the hotel if you'd like."

As sam walks over to grab the pod from the floor, it goes off and he stops and looks at you and Colby, "I'm not even close enough to make that go off."

"Maybe she wants to talk to us now." You suggest and it instantly goes off again. You raise your eyebrows, "do we have the spirit box?"

"Yeah, I can run out and grab it." Colby says giving your arm a squeeze. He leans in, whispering, "I don't know what it is, but I have this feeling you need to stay with either me or Sam this entire time."

You give him a weird look and he shrugs, "I don't know, y/n. Just please don't go wandering off."

You nod, "I won't. I won't. I promise."

He nods and goes out to the car to get the equipment. You walk over to Sam and he looks up at you, holding his hand out, "Wait.. do you hear that?"

You listen, and you hear distant footsteps, "Maybe it's Colby?" Sam moves over to the window, looking out and he shakes his head, "No Colby is standing at the trunk of the car."

You beat the footsteps again, this time they sound like they're walking right up to you.

"Sam.." you sniff the air and he turns to you, camera pointed at you, "I smell hairspray."

He gives you a funny look and sniffs, "I don't smell it."

You motion for him to come over to you, "Right here." You motion to right in front of you and he walks over, sniffing the area, "oh shit. You're right."

Colby walks back in, stopping as he sees you and Sam smelling the air, "Um.. what the hell are you doing?"

"Hairspray." You both say and Colby shakes his head, "No sorry I left mine at home."

You laugh, "No, Colby. It smells like hairspray but only like.." you motion, "Right here."

He walks over after closing the door and you guys are head to head, with the camera angled up at you guys as you move around sniffing.

"That's so weird, it's literally only right here." Sam leans back shaking his head. You lean in, "And now it's gone."

Colby leans in, eyes going slightly wide, "That's fucking crazy." He snaps, "You know, Martin did say that they also had quick whiffs of that too, apparently that was a big thing for all the women to have back then."

"No dude you're right." Sam nods, "That's crazy."

"We can definitely ask if it was Adeline." You take the spirit box from Colby's hands and walk over to the lobby area, setting it down on the small coffee table.

They follow, leaving the REM pod in its place.

"Whenever you're ready, y/n." Sam says giving you the go ahead to turn it on. You nod, sitting down in the chair and leaning forward.

Colby moves behind you, gripping the back the chair as he leans on it, "Hello, my name is Colby. These are my friends Sam and y/n. We would like to speak with whoever is willing to communicate with us."

"..speak.."

"Are we speaking to Adeline Nielsen?" Colby asks, pausing so you guys can listen. You exchange looks with Sam and Colby when nothing is said for a few minutes.

"Is this someone else?" Sam asks and you get a cool chill down your spine, causing you to sit up. Colby looks down at you, "What was that?"

"I just got a chill." You laugh nervously and Colby gently squeezes your shoulder.

"..it's me.."

Your head snaps towards the spirit box, "Who? Adeline?"

".. try again.."

You and Colby look at Sam, trying to remember if Martin said anything about any dark entities roaming the halls.

It's crazy how everything disappears from your mind when once the investigation actually starts.

"Um. Um." Sam taps the chair, "The maid. She was the one going around poisoning the women that Sebastian was bringing in, right."

Colby snaps, pointing to Sam, "Fuck, yes. Right right." He clears his throat, "Is this the maid that poisoned all of those women?"

".. so young.."

"All those women? They were mid twenties." Sam says moving over closer to you and Colby, "Why did you kill them?"

".. full of life.."

"Were you jealous?" Colby asked, "Were you jealous that he kept bringing those young women here?"

You tilt your head, "guys.." you shake your head,

".. not them.."

"I don't think she's talking about the girls.." you look up at Sam and he tilts his head slightly, "What do you mean?"

You couldn't describe it, but you just had this weird and very eerie feeling about what she was talking about, and the women who were murdered, weren't it.

"I just.." you shake your hands, "i can't shake this feelings that she not talking about the women she killed."

"Who else would she be talking about?" Colby moves to sit next to you.

"..secrets.."

"Did you kill other people?" You ask, waiting for a response but you sadly get nothing.

"Okay. I say we move to a new area." Sam leans forward, switching off the box, "Room 111, Sebastian's room."

"Maybe we can get more info there and try to piece this puzzle together." Colby nods, standing up, "You ready?" You look up at him, standing up as Sam doesn't grab the REM pod, "Yeah, I'm ready."

You make your way down the hall, stopping every so often because of knocking.

"That's following us." Colby points to the wall, "What if it's Adeline?"

Sam shrugs, "Could be."

"Why didn't she talk to us on the spirit box?" You ask and look at Colby before answering your own question, with a question, "What if she was scared of the maid?"

"Adeline was one of the victims, so it very well could be. The maid seems to be very intimidating from what I understood." Colby nods, looking from you to Sam.

Sam turns, "Adeline, if that is you, can you make that noise again for me please?"

You guys wait patiently and there a knock, a sigh of relief leaving their lips, but a part of you still didn't believe it.

"Okay. Let's just keep going. I think it's at the end of this hall up the steps." Colby points and takes the camera from Sam.

Sam walks ahead, "It was said that there was at least seventeen women killed by the maid here in this room, and I mean that's not even counting the implied others from whatever that was back there." He motions behind him as you walk up the steps.

You stop, looking from the bold numbers on the door to Sam and Colby, "We came, we saw, we can go." You laugh, which makes them laugh, "After you, Golbach."

He scoffs, "Oh yeah, use me as bait, like I don't have enough things attached to me." Sam smirks and shakes his head as Colby chuckles. Sam reaches for the knob, just as his hand wraps around it, there's a knock on the other side.

"Was that from in there?" Colby asks pointing, "That was oddly close."

Sam takes his hand from the knob and lifts it, knocking gently on the door. You bring your thumb up, chewing on your nail as you feel like you could puke again.

"You okay?" Colby asks and you look at him, "Mhm." You nod, "Yeah. That just kinda scared me." You laugh nervously and look back at the door.

Colby could tell there was something more going on. But he doesn't like to push you with questions. He knows that if you aren't okay, you'll come to him.

But that's the thing, you felt fine most of the time. It was only for a short, split second periods where you could feel like you could pass out or throw up.

You just thought it was the spirits because it's happened before, or at least, something like this, maybe not as intense.

"Okay, let's just announce ourselves as we go in." Sam looks at you and Colby and you both nod, "Okay."

Sam twists the knob, slowly opening the door, "Hello, I'm Sam. I mean no harm but coming in here." He walks in and you walk in behind him, instantly feeling off, but you shrug it off, "Hello. I'm y/n.. I come in peace, no harm at all."

Colby follow, announcing himself, "I'm Colby. I'm with these two, also meaning no harm." He steps in, panning the camera around the room slowly, "You know, it looks like a normal hotel room but-"

Sam cuts him off, "The vibe is way off. Something is here."

The door shuts, causing you all to jump.

"Oh fuck."

"What the hell."

"Jesus Christ." You lay a hand on your chest, heart racing under your own touch, "I guess they wanted the door closed." You laugh slightly, trying not to be as scared.

"I guess so." Sam sighs, "Okay. Um. So what do we want to do here?"

Him and Colby exchange glances and Colby shrugs, "Why don't get out the EMF?" Sam nods, "Okay, yeah. That way we can-"

A knock on the door silences Sam and his mouth drops open. You look from the door to Sam and he mouths, "What the fuck?"

You go behind Colby, getting out the EMF, "Where do you want it?"

Colby points, "the bed is probably the bed option." He looks at Sam and he nods, "Yeah, that's where a lot of them got sick and then died, so."

He sucks air through his teeth, "Lets get-" he stops and points, "There's that knocking."

You and Colby look at each other and listen, but nothing.

"I swear there was knocking." Sam says and you nod, "No sam we believe it." You walk over to the bed and as you're positioning the box and getting ready to turn it on, you feel something grab at your ankle.

You let out a slight scream and jump back into Sam. He lays a hand on your back to steady you as you grab your ankle, "Fuck, ow, what the fuck."

"What happened?" Colby moves over, handing Sam the camera so he can take a look, "Fuck, Sam look."

Sam leans around, eyes going wide as he sees the red line going over your ankle bone, "are you okay? Y/n." He looks up at you, "Are you good?"

You rub your fingers over the line, nodding, "It burned at first but now it's fine." You set your foot down on the ground and Colby backs you up away from the bed, "You're going to stay over here."

"Fine by me." You sit down in the chair, "Bringing your ankle up to rest on your knee, "let's just get started." You turn on your flashlight from your phone, examining the mark.

"Y/n just got scratched." Colby says to the camera. He turns to you, "Do you mind if I show the camera?" You look up at him and shake your head, "No go ahead." You extend your leg out and Colby holds your leg with his hand, moving your pant leg up a little.

Sam comes over with the camera, "They seem to be after her, but the question is.. why?"

"Do you think the maid could be jealous of her? I mean the maid did say young.. full of life? Y/n is still young and to what the elderly would consider full of life?" Colby rests your leg down on the floor and turns back to Sam.

"Let's ask. Seems like the only thing we can do right now." Sam walks over, looking down at his feet every so often as he stitches the EMF on.

"So this will give us yes or no answers basically. Green for yes, red for no. Pretty basic." He explains, "is there anyone here with us?"

Instant green light.

"Is it Sebastian's girls?" Sam follows up and it's a green light, followed by an instant red. He turns and looks back at you and Colby, "So it's them and someone else?"

Instant green light.

"Was it one of Sebastian's girls that scratched y/n?" Colby asks crossing his arms and it's an instant red light, "Was it the maid?"

Instant red light.

"If it wasn't-" Colby stops and looks from you to Sam, "Sebastian. Did you scratch y/n?"

Instant green light.

"You do not have permission to touch us. Understand? You cannot touch us. Hurt us. Follow us in any way." Colby's voice is deep, loud. Kind of a turn on, but it's ruined by the feeling of needing to puke.

"Y/n. Are you okay? You just got really, really pale." Sam asks glancing at Colby, "Maybe we should take a break."

You nod, standing up, "Y-yeah."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

After making your way outside, you beline off to the side, finally puking.

Colby rushes up behind you, his hands pulling your hair back from your face, "Hey. Hey." His hand that isn't holding your hair rubbing your back gently, "You're okay, baby."

He glances back at Sam who's standing by the door and back to you, "Was it the room?"

You slowly stand up, wiping your mouth on the sleeve of your sweatshirt, "I don't know, I don't feel like it was, but at the same time.." you shrug, "It's hard to say."

"What do you mean?" He tilts his head, "I'm not following."

You sigh and look around, "I didn't really feel good before coming here." You notice Colby frown and you quickly follow up, "Now I know I'm not supposed to do this blah blah, but at the same time, that's when we were at home. I felt fine on the car ride here and when we got here."

He sighs, "Are you okay?"

You nod, "Yeah, now that I threw up, I feel better than I did before we got here." You laugh slightly and he just pulls you in for a hug, "Y/n." He sighs, "If you don't feel good, you shouldn't be doing this." He whispers, kissing you on the head.

You nod, "I know, but I just.. really wanted to be with you today."

That wasn't a lie, something in you needed to be with Colby or you would have sat home and cried, which wasn't like you at all. Normally, you'd be fine with a call or a text here and there while they did an investigation, but lately, you couldn't go without him.

You didn't know what was happening.

He smiles and sighs, "you drive me nuts."

"You love me." You smirk and he nods, "That I do." He kisses your cheek, "very much."

You turn your head, "can I get some gum from the car before you kiss me, please?" He chuckles and nods, "I suppose so." He let you go and you walk over to the car, opening the door and grabbing your pack of Tropical Twist gum.

You take a piece out, unwrapping a piece before popping it into your mouth. You chew it a few times before gagging and spitting it back into the wrapper, "What the fuck."

You look around, opening the console and finding another pack. You grab a piece of the Spearmint and it works.

"Everything go okay?" Sam asks as you walk back up to him and Colby. You nod, "Yeah, but I just about threw up over my tropical gum. It was weird."

"This whole place is weird." Sam turns and looks towards the door, "Are you sure you want to go back inside?" He looks back to you and you nod, "Yeah. I'm good."

Colby looks at you and you smile at him, "I'm fine, Colbs. I promise."

"We aren't going back into Sebastian's room." Colby shakes his head, "No way in hell."

You and Sam look at each other and back to Colby. Colby looks between you both and shakes his head again, "No. absolutely not. No."

"Colby." You step towards him, "You guys need this. This is why you came here." He lays his hands on your shoulders, "You got scratched in that room, y/n. I'm not-"

"Then why don't we do it in the hallway." You suggest cutting him off, "We won't be in the room, we'll be outside of it. We can set the music box right outside of the door. Open it up. And that way if anything crosses the threshold, we'll know."

Sam raises his eyebrows and looks at Colby, "I knew you liked her for a reason." He smirks and Colby shakes his head, trying to hide his smile, "Shut up, Sam."

"See. You know it'll work that way too." You poke his chest, "We can do the Estes method."

His eyes move to you and he stares at you, "You still want to do that?"

"Of course I fucking do." You laugh, "That's why I'm here, right?"

You can tell that he has some hesitation at first, but eventually gives in, "Fine. But it starts getting any sort of fucked, I'm pulling you out of it." He nods towards you and raises his eyebrows and you nod, "deal."

Colby takes your hand, interlocking his fingers with yours and squeezing your hand as you walk back inside.

He doesn't say another word, mainly because he's thinking about you. Anxiously racking his brain as to why the spirits here would be targeting you.

You guys stop outside of room 111 and you squeeze his hand, pulling him to turn towards you, "Hey. You good?"

He smiles and nods, "I'm always good."

You tilt your head and Sam butts in, "Colby. You are not always good."

He looks over at Sam and rolls his eyes, "I'm fine, guys. Let's just.." he motions to the camera, "Before I do change my mind." He smirks slightly and brings your hand up, pressing his lips to the back before dropping it and letting go to swing his bag off his shoulder.

You take a deep breath as Sam starts rolling, "So we talked." He pauses and looks at you and Colby, "And we decided that we're going to do the Estes method with y/n, out here in the hallway."

"So I was thinking." You say, catching their attention. Colby stops unraveling the headphones and stares at you. You look at them, "Maybe I can start doing the session before you guys open the door. You know what I mean?"

A wave of relief washes over Colby as he was afraid you were going to ask to go into the room.

"That's actually a good idea." Sam nods and looks at Colby. He nods, "Yeah, no. That's actually a better idea."

You smile slightly and to sit in the center of the hallway, facing the closed door to room 111.

"Are you ready?" Sam asks and you look up at him, "Ready."

"Just repeat what you hear out loud, okay?" Colby says and you look up, nodding up at him. He's standing over you, looking down at you with a blindfold in his hands.

Definitely not a new sight to you.

He gently lays the fabric over your eyes, tying it in the back, "That tight enough?" You nod, "Mhm."

You couldn't lie, you were shitting your pants.

"Alright. Here we go."

Colby's words were the last words you heard before the loud sound of white noise filled your ears from the headphones.

"Adeline is here.." you say as soon as you hear the words.

"Adeline.. I'm glad that you're here." Sam says with a nod, "Can you tell us if anyone else is here?"

"Evil man.." you tilt your head, ".. hurt us.."

"Are you talking about Sebastian?" Colby looks from you to Sam and shakes his head, "He didn't hurt them did he? Only ever-"

"The maid .. hates us.."

"The maid was jealous of you wasn't she?" Sam asks, "Can you tell us if she killed anyone else?"

"Jealousy.. she is.."you straighten up, "..y/n.."

Colby clenches his jaw and tilts his head, "is she jealous of y/n?"  He looks to Sam and back down to you.

"Very much.."

"Why?" Sam asks, "is it because y/n is young? Just like you and the other girls were?"

There's a few moments to where it's just the noise and Sam and Colby just look at each other shrugging.

"Adeline.. can you tell us wh-"

You cut Colby off, "Full of life."

"That's what was said downstairs.. I don't.." Colby sighs, "I'm not following." He shrugs, "Can you tell us more please?"

"She wants it."

"Who? Who wants want, Adeline?" Sam asks, "The maid?"

"Yes.. her.. she wants her.." you pause, "Life.. in y/n.."

"Life.. in y/n.." Sam and Colby both repeat. Colby shrugs, shaking his head, "What does that mean exactly?"

"Maid.. wants the baby.." you can feel yourself growing sick again, "She wants it."

"No no no no." Colby starts tapping your shoulder and he takes the headphones off of your head.

"Colby? What?" Sam looks at Colby with a scared and confused look. You take the blindfold off and spins around slightly to look at him, "Colby?"

He looks pale, almost like he's the one who could throw up.

"We have to get out of here." He lifts you to your feet and shoves the equipment into the bag. You look at Sam and he shrugs, "Colby." You look back at him and he takes your hands in his, "Just.. come on."

He pulls you down the hall, Sam following behind the both of you, slightly frantic, "Colby.. yo Colby.."

You look back at Sam as Colby keeps a grasp on your hand. You make your way to the door and he pulls it open, leaving it for Sam to close.

"Colby. Hey. Talk to us. What's-"

Colby cuts you off, "Turn the camera off, Sam." Sam walks over, turning the camera off, "Okay. Now will you tell us what's going on?"

Colby licks his lips and pulls his lower lip between his teeth, "I think.." he pauses and you step towards him, "What, colby?"

"I think you're pregnant." The words roll off of his lips a slightly mumble and your eyes go wide.

"Huh!?" Sam yells leaning forward and you can't help but laugh at him, "Exactly what he said." You point to him and look back at Colby, "What do you mean exactly?"

Colby laughs nervously, "The way.. the way everything was going.. it just.. it just sounded like the maid wanted you because you were full of life, and it wasn't because you were young. Literally because you're-" he point to your stomach, "-Full of life."

You shake your head laughing, "No.. no. There's no way."

Sam sighs, "The walls are very thin. I can attest to that."

"Not helping, Golbach." You slap Sam's shoulder gently and turn towards Colby, "what do you want to do?"

"I want to go. Right now. Get some test. And I want you to pee on them. That's what I want you to do." Colby stares at you and Sam can't help but laugh.

"Sam." He looks at him and Sam holds his hands up, "I'm sorry. I just.. this is just so unreal right now."

You laugh slightly until you start thinking, "Maybe that why I got sick?"

Sam's face goes serious, "Oh fuck. That's right." He looks at Colby, "she has been extra mean lately too."

"Yeah, you've said that already today, Sam." You glare at him and he motions to you, "Point proven."

Colby smirks slightly, at the banter and thinking about the possibility of you being pregnant, "Let's just.. go and we'll figure it out."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

As you stood at the hotel bathroom sink, staring down at the five tests laid out, you felt nauseated.

You weren't sure how you felt.

You knew a lot could happen in the spirit world, I mean hell, Sam and Colby proved the afterlife while at the Conjuring, but this..

This felt surreal to you.

Maybe because it was actually involving you?

And Colby?

And a possible baby?

You sigh, shaking your head as you uncapped each one. One by one you dipped them into the little cup that contained your pee and you flipped them over, face down because right now, you don't think you could stomach the result.

You loved Colby, but you both were young. You guys have been together for a while, yes. But you haven't even talked about started a family.

It was all about the adventure of investigating the ghost world.

You capped the last one, setting it down to clean up before wrapping your arms around yourself. You slowly back up into the wall, staring at the tests as you think.

You felt your lips pulling into a slight smile as you pictured Colby holding your baby for the very first time. Imagining his little baby talk to whatever may be in your belly.

You weren't opposed to this at all.

"Colby." You call out, "Sam."

The door opens and Colby peaks his head in, "Yeah, babe?" You motion for him to come in, "Sam, too."

He glances back at Sam who follows Colby in, "What's up?"

You motion towards the test, "I took each one. I can't look. It's been two minutes or so. We need to read them now."

Sam lays a hand on his chest, "you.. you want me to look at them?"

You nod, "I can't."

Sam looks at Colby and he nods, wrapping an arm around you, his thumb rubbing your hip gently as Sam walks over to the counter.

He sets his phone up, pressing record, "Just in case. You never know." He laughs slightly and you roll your eyes with a slight smile.

You hang onto Colby, slightly nervous now that it's the moment of truth.

Sam flips the first one over, then is very quick to flip the next one over then so on until they're all flipped over, "Holy mother of god."

"What!? What Sam?" You step forward and he turns around, "I'm gonna be Uncle Sam."

Colby stares at Sam for a few seconds before laughing slightly, "That might be the most patriotic thing I've ever heard you say."

You laugh, tears welling in your eyes, "Oh my god.." your voice cracks, "He's Uncle Sam."

"Aw, baby." Colby pulls you into his chest and Sam walks over, hugging both you and Colby, "I'm Uncle Sam."

He leans back, looking from you to Colby, "And you're mom and dad."

"Oh my god." Colby looks down at you, a serious look taking over his face, "We're mom and dad."

You nod, smiling as a stray tear slips down your cheek, "a frickin ghost told us that."

You walk over, pulling your phone out to take pictures of the tests laying on the counter, "Oh my god.. this isn't.." you pick up the tests, examining how dark the lines are, "This isn't real."

Colby walks up behind you, laying his hand gently on your belly, "Believe it baby. It's happening." He gently presses a kiss to your cheek, "We got this." He looks up at you in the mirror, "We have Uncle Sam on our side."

You all burst out laughing as you both look at Sam in the mirror, "That's never going to get old."

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"You and baby are doing fantastic." The doctor says as she wipes off the gel from your small bump, "Would you like to know the gender?"

You bite your lip, looking at Colby immediately. He squeezes your hand, "can you write it down on a piece of paper? We want to surprise someone with it by writing their baby's name on it."

She smiles and nods, "Of course I can." She stands up, "Give me a few moments." She gets up and leaves the room and Colby pulls his phone from his pocket, smiling, "it's sam. Again."

"Yeah, brother?" He answers as he puts the phone on speaker and Sam sighs on the other end of the line, "About time. Did you find out yet?"

"Not yet. She's getting it for us now." You say as you wipe the rest of the gel off, "We have a surprise for you."

Sam goes quiet, "You do?"

"Uh huh. Now just sit there and be patient." Colby laughs as the doctor comes back in, "gotta go. We'll be back soon."

"Alright, bye." Sam hangs up and Colby lays his phone down. The doctor comes over, "You guys can take all the time you need, no rush to you at all. Congratulations." She winks as you take the envelope and you and Colby smile, "Thank you."

"See you in four weeks, y/n." She leaves the room and you press the envelope to your chest, "Oh my god.." you look at Colby and hold your hand out, "I'm so nervous."

Colby takes your shakey hand into his, kissing it, "Whenever you're ready, babe." He looks up at you, "I love you."

You smile, "I love you." You lean in, pressing a kiss to his lips, "I want to record this, you know so we can make that video for everyone."

He nods and smiles, "I totally forgot." He sets his phone up at the end of the bed, propping it up on a pillow, "Alright. Whenever you're ready."

You slowly open the envelope, pulling out the folded sonogram.

You take a deep breath as you turn it towards Colby and open it. He gasps and a hand slaps over your mouth, "Oh my go-" your voice cracks and you lay your  head on his shoulder as you start to cry.

"It's a girl." He says, "oh shit." He lays a hand on your head, kissing your forehead, "It's a girl, baby."

You sit up, wiping your face, "oh my god." You sigh, "I was right." Colby nods, "That you were." He lays his hand on your belly, his fingers gently scratching, "I'm so fucking happy right now."

You nod, "I couldn't agree more."

Once you guys got everything together and checked out, you headed home to where Sam was waiting patiently.

"It's about time." He says standing up from the couch as soon as you walk through the door. You laugh and motion back towards the couch, "You're going to want to sit back down for this."

He looks between you and Colby, "What is this?"

You smile and hold up the envelope, "This is top secret information, Golbach."

He sits right back down on the couch, "Gimme." You walk over as Colby gets his phone out to record Sam, and you hand him the envelope.

Sam opens it, slowly pulling the sonogram from it and unfolding it. His eyes scan over it, going wide as his eyes read over the word GIRL.

"Get out. Oh my god." His head snaps to Colby, "Colby's a girl dad!" Colby chuckles, "Colby's a girl dad."

"Ayyyyye!!" Sam cheers and goes to get up but you stop him, "Wait, Sam. There's more."

He turns towards you, "More?" He opens the envelope to see a smaller piece of paper in the bottom, "Ohh." He pulls it out, unfolding it and you can see the tears form as he reads, "Hi Uncle Sam.."

He sighs and shakes his head, "I can't wait to meet you, I thought you should be the first person, besides mom and dad to know my name, so i would like to introduce myself.."

"No." He pouts and wipes his eyes, "Sami Grace?" He leans over, pulling you in for an immediate hug and you can feel him crying , "Thank you."

You wrap your arms around him, whispering, "You've been there for Colby through everything. We love you tremendously."

He leans back, laughing as he wipes his face, "Fuck." He looks up at Colby, "You better not be filming this you asshole."

Colby laughs and walks over, pulling Sam into a hug after he hands you his phone to keep recording, "You know I have to. I love you brother."

"I love you, brother." Sam mumbles as he grips ahold of Colby's jacket, "I'm so exited to see you in fairy dresses." He leans back laughing and Colby sighs, "I guess that's my future, huh?"

You laugh and nod, setting down his phone, "Oh yeah. But don't worry. She'll have one just for Uncle Sam, too."

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@/ColbyBrock: My girls ♥  @/yourusername Also, we'll be dropping the video from the hotel here soon, and that has a very surprise ending.

@/fanuser1: OHMYGOD oh my god no way no way @/fanuser2: GIRLS?? COLBY IS A GIRL DAD @/fanuser3: Colby is a DAD WHAT @/yourusername: We love you! Me and little babe are doing wonderful! @/samgolbach: A very surprising ending that even had me crying

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I know I normally only write smut, but I thought this was such a nice change and it was such a cute one shot. Let me know your thoughts!

Likes and reblogs are appreciated!

[vctrvn-ls]

Salut! I loveeee your writing❤️‍🩹 Makes my heart feel warm.

Could you write something about Niko being sick and needy, so reader takes care of him?

Aww thank you!! Sick is a v appropriate topic for me to write ab rn, so an obvious yes…

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Theraflu | Niko Omilana |

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"Jesus." You exclaim as you feel Niko's forehead. You didn't even need to compare it to yours to tell that he was burning like crazy.

"You're so hot!"

"I know." He smirks and you notice his eyes slightly sparkling because of his obvious fever.

You switch from the back of your hand to your palm, making sure that you weren't imagining things.

"Oh my go-We can't go anywhere with you like this!"

"I feel fine," he waves you off and gets up from the couch "Cmon George is probably already waiting outside." He takes your hand, pulling you up after him, but you furrow your eyebrows and squint, closely observing Niko's face.

The two of you were planning to go out to the country for a week, you had rented a house that was close to a farm and along with making some content for Niko's channel, you were also going to be celebrating your Birthday in one of the cottages.

Niko had done the planning weeks before the actual trip and nothing was going to stop him from going. That was until he woke up with a headache and a sore throat.

"Open your mouth." You instructed, fiddling in your purse to find your phone.

"Hey, cmon." Niko tried to drag you after him to the door "Baby." He almost whined, tugging at your sleeve.

You got your phone out and turned on the flash "Sit down." You instructed.

"What?" Niko's eyebrows jumped up in confusion.

"Sit down, Omilana." You yanked his arm, making him plop down on the couch.

You walked over, positioning yourself in front of him and lifted his head up by his chin "Aaaa," you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out, indicating for him to copy you.

"What the hell are you doing?" He laughed.

"Niko!"

"This is stupid." He said unamused, before opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out, just like you did.

"Say aaaahhhh." You shone the flashlight into his mouth, looking at his throat.

"Aaahhhh." He repeated. And to no one's surprise you saw his swollen red throat that had small white spots all over.

"Tsk." You shook your head, tutting in downcast "Does it hurt a lot?" You could tell it did, but you just wanted him to admit it. He didn't instantly respond, not knowing if he should lie or not.

"A little, but nothing some theraflu can't solve." He looked up at you with hope and wrapped his arms around your waist, placing his chin on your abdomen, batting his puppy dog eyes.

"Oh, Niko." You sigh, stroking his head full of curls that you helped style this morning "Theraflu won’t help you in a day. You're not gonna get better if we go."

"I will! I don't even feel that sick." He almost begged. You pouted at him, shaking your head "I'm not going anywhere with you until you're better." You sit down next to him and squeeze his hand, making him roll his eyes and slump his posture.

"But it's your birthday. We've been planning this for weeks." He sounded genuinely upset "I'll be fine I swear." He lifted his palms up, but you weren't going to give in.

"How about we get you all better, and then we might still be able to host the party in that cabin hm?" You rubbed his shoulder. He gazed at you for some time, before nodding.

"I'll call George then."

"Who's probably outside already." Niko mumbled like a bitter teenager.

"Hey." You nudge him "Don't be so sour."

"I'm about to spend three days in the house without being able to ge-ACHOO!" Niko turned his head away from you, sneezing.

"What was that you were saying? You weren't sick?" You joked.

Next day Niko's condition did not improve. Actually the opposite. Along with a sore throat and fever he managed to get a stuffy nose which lead to his ears being blocked and hurting.

"Niko." You whispered as you peeped into his room. He was curled up under the covers with only his head peaking out.

"Hm?" His eyes opened and he instantly sat up when he saw you "Finally you're back, where the hell have you been?" His voice was croaky and slightly deeper than usual.

"Pharmacy, I told you."

"For so long?" He quizzed in a very congested tone.

"Stop whining you baby." You shake your head as you carefully enter the room, holding a mug that was full to the rim in your right hand and a stack of medicine in the other.

"Drink." You state, giving him the warm cup.

"What is this?" He scrunched his nose.

"Theraflu just like you wanted,” you stifled a smile, “you're gonna drink it and go to bed."

"To bed!?" He repeated "It's like 5pm I can't sleep right now!"

You ignored his comment, already busy with the unpacking of pills, syrups and tablets you had gotten. Without much of a choice, Niko gulped down the drink after which he swallowed four more pills and tried his best not to gag on the fifth one.

"Does your throat hurt?" You quizzed, sitting on the edge of his bed. He nodded in response, making you unpack yet another box, which was full of lozenges, and shoved one in his mouth.

"Better?" You ask, laughing at his expression from how comedically you had given him the lozenge.

He nods, sniffing and closing his eyes.

For the medicine to work better, he had to fall asleep, but it was hard to do so, considering the fact that Niko woke up like only three hours ago.

You could tell that he felt fatigue and weary by the puffiness of his eyes and slow speaking. Also by the roughness of his voice. So without thinking you pulled down the blinds, changed into something a little more comfortable and got in bed next to Niko.

"I told you I won't be able to-"

"Niko," you cut him off "Just at least try close you eyes ok? And mouth. Trust me the more you sleep the faster you'll get better." You sat up next to him, propping your back against the bed frame and stretching your legs out, patting your thigh.

Niko didn't have to be told twice, he obediently shuffled over to you and rested his head on your leg, closing his eyes and letting out a heavy breathe of relief. He curled his arm around your hip and after a few more nuzzles, pressed his warm cheek against your thigh and laid still.

You grinned to yourself as you brushed your hand back and forth through his curls, occasionally scratching the back of his head.

The room was dimly lit in cold tones from his dark blue curtains and the air was a little brisk. The sound of the diffuser lightly buzzed, while filling the atmosphere with the scent of lavender. You had read that diffusers were a good way to ease a running nose, plus they smelled nice. You felt tranquil and at peace, especially after hearing little snores begin to emerge from Niko.

A few minutes later, your hand began moving in lazy dragging motions and as you placed your palm on his shoulder, you yourself dozed off in an upright position.

"FUCK!"

You felt your consciousness being ripped out of sleep as you jolted awake from the sudden yell.

Your eyes shot open and struggled to adjust to the dark room, so instinctively you reached for the light switch that was next to the nightstand of the other side of Niko’s bed.

"Shit." You cursed, squeezing your eyes shut from the blinding lamp. You turn away, cautiously opening your eyes, revealing Niko with his hand on the side of his face.

"Hey," you crawl in front of him "What is it?"

You observed the position of his hand, noticing that it wasn't pressing against his face, but more specifically onto his ear.

"Oh no." You coo, reaching for Niko's hand so he would pull away "Ears hurt?" You tilt your head.

"Yeah." He nodded.

“Ow.” Wincing he pulled away from your hand, that was lightly pressing behind his ear, in effort to try and feel if it was swollen.

Your eyebrows knitted in worry, you could tell he was in pain "Baby." You get out of bed and begin searching for ear drops that you had bought earlier and put into the drawer beside the bed. Concern rose in you by the second.

How bad was it? Was it an ear infection? Should you’ve called a doctor?

Niko quietly watched you while still holding onto his ear, troubled that the sharp pain might come back.

"Here." You got out a small blue box and opened it, a small vial falling into your hand. You looked up at Niko "Lay down on your side." You sit on the edge of the bed and pull on his shoulder. He slowly laid down, still tightly holding onto his ear.

"Alright this should help." Your tone didn't sound very convincing, but he let go anyway and closed his eyes, while you focused on getting the drops in the right place “Hold on.” You stuck out your tongue in concentration.

"Ow it's cold." Niko sniffs.

"Just a little." You squeeze another drop out before closing the bottle and putting it away, satisfied with your nursing abilities.

You looked at Niko, chewing on the inside of your cheek, his eyes were closed and brows crossed in discomfort. You tutted like an unhappy mom, seeing him in his unpleasant condition.

You brought your finger tips over to his cheek, brushing up and down, also moving some out of place curls on his head.

"What?" He groans without opening his eyes, almost feeling your concern radiating off of you.

"Nothing. I'm gonna get you something warm to drink." You get up, but instantly feel his grasp on your wrist.

"Nooo," he sniveled, pulling you back down onto the bed. You chuckle lightly and shake your head "Oh Niko." You climbed over him, shuffling over from behind and wrapping your arm over him, making him the little spoon. He stifled a laugh and moved back, closer to you and placed a small smooch on the back of your hand.

"Love you too." You grin, feeling Niko's fingers tightened around yours.

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[latenuitrambles]

𝕭𝖗𝖔𝖐𝖊𝖓 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 ( lyney x reader angst )

Note: so since the request only said angst I decided to go with angst no for comfort ( not sorry tehe) some minor spoilers for the first Fountaine archon quest if you haven't completed it yet ! As always criticism appreciated!

Requested by @heartsbyvalentina

thanks a lot <3 I'm sorry if this isn't what you exactly had in mind or if you wanted more angst with a happy ending T-T

TW: neglect, drifting apart, hurt no comfort, lyney is fatui because I love how much there is to explore with that. Not proofread :( so might be grammatical errors.

Your POV

The past few weeks had been tough. These days it seemed like lyney just didn’t have time for you at all. You had always known about his …..work. The one he didn’t talk about in public. He had told you when he confessed to you because he didn’t want your relationship to be founded on a lie. And you had understood. You were ok with the fact that he might sometimes not have time for you because you knew he did it all with good intentions. But these days it had become worse. Between his missions that had seemed to increase in quantity and his preparations for his show at the Opera, you couldn’t even catch a glimpse of his face properly. Lyney was up before you and returned long after you had fallen asleep. No more dates, no more him having silly magic shows just for you, even the way he talked to you seemed distant these days. You had tried to talk to him but he was always in a rush and put it off. Today, you decided you were finally going to confront him. 

It was way past 3 in the night when you heard the bedroom door creek open. Lyney entered and he was shocked to find you awake. “Why didn’t you fall asleep dear, you know how important sleep else you'll get dark circles on your beautiful face, mon amour.” Even now he was trying to sweet talk you. The grim look on your face didn't budge, “We have to talk about something, lyney. It seems as if these days we never even talk properly. I miss you. I understand you have certain duties but I can't go like this. It feels we are more like roommates than lover these days.” His face darkened. And yet he didn’t say anything. “You can talk to me about it, at least tell me what's wrong so that I can at least understand. Please lyney, I love you, I want this to work, I WANT US TO WORK. But not if you keep shutting me out and pushing me away.” A look of guilt flashed on his face before he masked his features again. “I can't tell you what is happening. You know I can't betray the House. Not after all it has done for me. And I had been thinking about this for a while, but maybe we should take a break.” You looked at him in shock. He couldn’t be implying what you thought he was. “So, this is it huh you choose the House over us?” He slowly nodded his head as he avoided your gaze. “I'm sorry mon amour but I have duties I cannot ignore, and you are a distraction. I hate that it had to be this way, but the House comes first.” You couldn’t believe him, you felt sick like you were gonna collapse. The tears in your eyes stung, threatening to fall. And so, you did exactly what he asked you to do, you walked away. 

Lyney’s POV 

He watched you as you walked away, keeping his own emotions at bay. He loved you, he truly did, but he could not risk you getting hurt. Not with the upcoming ‘plan’. Everything was going to finally begin, all the big plans they had set in motion. It was finally time. So, he had to let you go, both for your own safety and to make sure he was ready to sacrifice whatever it took for the plan to succeed. He had recently discovered that he was chosen to be ‘Fathers’ successor. That would put you in so much more risk. He could not do it to you, let you carry this burden. You deserved someone who could give you a safe life, not someone like him. For a second, he let himself wonder what it would be like was he not from the House, if he was just a normal Fountaine citizen. But alas, wondering gets you nowhere, because he did have duties, duties to the House, to ‘Father’, and duty to save the people of Fountaine. “For the greater good”, he repeated I his mind, over and over again, as he watched you walk away from his life.

End note: it seems I got carried away. Initially, I was gonna do a simple argument, but this idea struck me and I just had to write this. I love the lyney and the house and now he's probably the next harbinger ( he mentions the successor thing in his character story!) if it wasn't clear this is roughly around the time right before the archon quest starts hence the mention of his upcoming show at the opera!!! the plan is referring to the big fatui plan with the tampering of the Oratrice and Childe getting arrested. it is probably a very intricate plan and hence I wrote it like this. hope you liked it<3

[novelcain]

Heyo, I have a bit of a prompt for ya. So I’ve seen the “Demon that wants to abduct and forcibly marry Reader,” post(s) and raise a “The local regent/king finds Reader attractive (in a way that he views her almost like a novelty than as a whole person) and offers her a position as a concubine/ ‘palace lady.’” This is a different kind of scenario because straight up murdering the king of the area is not exactly the option that’d let the journey continue smoothly and refusal could also be construed as an offense to the king, but Reader does not want to and needs to continue with them on the journey. All of the other disciples know this, and maybe can tell she’s uncomfortable (even if it’s before Wukong has really fallen for Reader, she is still someone he would consider to be his friend at the very least). How are they going to get out of this one? (Slightly inspired by the time Tripitaka was propositioned in the Kingdom of Women by the Empress.)

Ps: sorry if this is dumb, regardless, I hope you have a good day - 🌺 anon

King: So what do you say, girl? Will you become my concubine? I see no possible reason for you to say no! I can give you all you could ever ask for in exchange for serving my every whim! That seems like a wonderful deal for a woman like you that clearly comes from nothing.

Reader:

Wukong:

Sandy:

Pigsy:

Ao Lie:

Reader: Wha-What?

Tripitaka: N-Now wait just a minute, your Majesty. You c-can't simply expect her to drop everything and stay here-

King: Well of course I can! I am the king of these lands! In fact! I insist upon it! Woman, you shall stay here and serve your new king immediately as soon as you are cleaned.

Reader: *feeling a panic attack approaching as the room starts to spin*

Wukong: *holding back the urge to commit violent murder*

Sandy: *rethinking this whole "pacifism" thing*

Pigsy: *looking disgusted at the king*

Ao Lie: *wondering if anyone would notice if he turned back into a dragon and ate the king*

Tripitaka: *trying so hard to think of a peaceful solution while also trying not to cry over how much the king is objectifying Reader* Y-You can't just h-have her! She's a necessary part of our pilgrimage!

King: By the Heavens! She's just one woman how valuable could she be!? After all, she is just your maidservant is she not!?

Tripitaka: *remembering that is the disguise they came up with for her* Yes, b-but! Why must you have her, great King!?

King: Because I have never seen a woman like her before! She is a beautiful foreign flower that I simply must have for myself! Here! I shall be merciful and send you off with another servant!

King: *gestures to his guards to find a servant*

Wukong: *reaches toward his ear for his staff*

Sandy: *reaches for his spade*

Pigsy: *reaches for his rake*

Ao Lie: *gets ready to turn into a dragon*

Tripitaka: *frozen in shock*

Reader: *sees the carnage about to begin*

Reader: I HAVE A DISEASE!

Everyone: *stops and turns to face her* HUH?!

Reader: I... have a disease.

King: *narrows eyes in suspension* And what is the name of this disease?

Reader: *sweats nervously as all knowledge of every disease she knows of decides to take a vacation from her brain at the one moment she needs it most*

Reader: In... junct... co... itis.... Injunctcoitis.

Everyone:

King: I have never heard of this Injunctcoitis. *turns to the court physician*

Court physician: Neither have I, your Majesty.

Reader: It's a northern disease! From the north! Where I'm from!

King: *looks at court physician*

Court physician: It is possible, your Majesty. *approaches Reader starts inspecting her* And what are the symptoms?

Reader: Oh, w-women don't have any symptoms. *takes a deep breath and composes herself* But for men it makes their dick fall off.

Everyone: IT WHAT!?!?!?!

Reader: Yep! After two months, yo dick just gonna... fall off. And it's a sexually transmitted disease.

King: I can't take any risk of that being true! Get them out of here before this disease spreads to the kingdom!

The Pilgrim Gang: *gets escorted out of the kingdom*

Everyone:

Reader: *sniffles*

The boys: *hugs Reader*

P.S. this so wasn't dumb I had fun writing this 🤭

[everlastlady]

Bloody Legend Part 9

✧- Author's Note: Remember to eat a meal or a snack, drink some water, get some fresh air, take your medicine, and remember that you are loved. If you loved this story remember to comment, click or tap that heart button, reblog with tags, and blaze if you can. Always remember to support your local writers. ♡♡♡

✧- Word Count: 3313

✧- Parts: Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3 , Part 4 , Part 5 , Part 6 , Part 7, Part 8

Mammon sat there waiting to speak with Lucifer. The golden and white halls were full of chatter as Lucifer’s workers walked around. Newly fresh souls standing in line waiting to get placed in the ring they belong in. Mammon was hoping to do this over lunch but Lucifer had already planned lunch with his daughter and wife. “ The king of Hell will see you now. “ The goatwoman said, as she opened the door for Mammon. He stood up and sighed, fixing his outfit and took a deep breath; he was going to ask Lucifer about this radio demon, especially since he lived in the Pride Ring. Mammon mumbled thank you to the goatwoman who smiled and walked off to continue her tasks. Giggling could be heard as Mammon stepped into Lucifer’s office. “ Ohh, stop it Luci~ “ Lilith giggled as Lucifer kissed up her arm and to her neck. “ I can't, you are too delicious. “ Lucifer said, as he nipped at her neck. Mammon cleared his throat. Lucifer looked up and grinned. “ Mammon, I didn’t hear you come in, what brought you here? Do you have other projects that you want to set up because if it’s about Loo Loo World, I already told you that you can’t partner with me on the new ride. “ Lucifer said, fixing his hat while Lilith got off his lap and went to fix herself a drink. “ No, it’s not about that. I’m here to ask you about that radio demon that your daughter has on her staff. Alastor is his name and since he is in your ring I thought you would know about him, who he was before he died, and why he is trying to take… (Name) away from me… “ Mammon said, looking at Lucifer who sat there with his hands together. “ Alastor, you say? He is quite the interesting demon. Had climbed the ladder really quickly but trying to take away (Name)? He never really saw him be romantic with anyone. “ Lucifer said, Lilith brought him over an apple martini. “ Thank you, dear. “ Lucifer said, sipping on the drink.

“ I actually sometimes me and Alastor have lunch, he told me that he and (Name) used to marry when they were alive. I thought he was joking at first but he seemed serious about. “ Lilith said. Mammon looked at Lilith with a confused look on his face and then laughed. “ No, that’s impossible, (Name) is a Hell Born they were born in the Wrath Ring. They couldn’t have been married to that red bastard because you know the rules that demons can’t marry humans unless it’s some contract. “ Mammon said. “ I didn’t want to be rude before but (Name) doesn’t smell like a Hell Born. They always had that human smell. “ Lucifer sipped on his drink and rolled his eyes. “ Lilith nudged Lucifer. “ Mammon, honey has (Name) ever gone into detail about their childhood? “ Lilith asked. Mammon rubbed the back of their neck. “ Not really, but their mother told me that her and (Name) always had it rough when (Name’s) father left. “ Mammon said, trying to remember what (Name’s) mom told him. “ Then maybe you should pay (Name’s) mom a visit and maybe this time get the truth if not you could always go to Death for the records. “ Lilith said, smiling. “ Ah, I haven’t seen Death in a while. “ Lilith giggled softly. “ We should invite her to the next party, honey. “ Lilith said. “ Sure, we can do that. “ Lucifer said, kissing Lilith. The two started to engage in a passionate kiss. Mammon opened his mouth and closed it again. I guess coming here wasn’t a waste of time but now his mind was full of questions. Did (Name) and their mother lie to him?

Why would they lie? Mammon left Lucifer’s office and the building. He now was going to pay (Name’s) mom a visit, he was going to get the truth maybe he could get the truth on both (Name) and Alastor. Mammon got into the limo. He pulled out his phone and looked at his gallery, he pressed on the photo of (Name) looking at her. “ What have you been hiding from me? “ Mammon tossed his phone aside. “ Please take me to (Name’s) mother’s home. Me and her are going to have a lovely chit chat. “ Mammon said. Mammon sat back as the limo took off. Mammon’s fingers tapped against his lap. He looked towards the window. Married to Alastor? Was (Name) really married to Alastor? If so for how long? (Name) looks pretty young and so did Alastor. Mammon wondered what the two’s marriage was like, hopefully horrible but Mammon rolled his eyes at that idea. If it was horrible then (Name) wouldn’t be living with Alastor. Mammon didn’t understand how Alastor even ended up with (Name). He still wasn’t sure if (Name) was a sinner but Lucifer did say that (Name) didn’t smell like a Hellborn and Lucifer’s nose is never wrong. “ We’re here sir. “ The driver said. Mammon rolled down the window and looked at home. The home that (Name) bought for their mother. It was a nice large home, Mammon had been still making payments on. He got out of the car and walked over to the door, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

The door opened as a woman stood there in a black fitted dress with a long white coat and matching large sun hat. Her black dress had roses all over them, she crossed her arms and looked up at Mammon. “ Mon, if you are looking for (Name), they aren’t here besides if they were I wouldn’t let you around my child after what you put them through. “ She said, using her sharp black nails to poke at his chest. “ And if you are also here to take the house then go right ahead, I’m already in the motion to move in with a nice man on his private beach. “ (Name’s) mother said. “ Angela, listen I’m not here for (Name), they actually want some space, maybe even not wanting to see me again… “ Mammon looked away. “ That’s wonderful, my child finally stood up to your ass. I should have never let them work for you, because I blame myself for letting them into that toxic spotlight that you created for them. They could have done fine on their own. “ Angela dug her nails into the palm of her hand. “ But if you aren’t here for them, then what do you want because I’m not going to convince them to contact you or do any guilt trip shit for you. You may be a king of Hell but you royal assholes can’t have everything! “ Angela 's voice got louder. “ Angela! I just want to know the truth about where you and (Name) actually came from, I know you two aren’t hellborns and I know that (Name) was married to Alastor, I want the truth! “ Mammon said, yelling. Angela stood there looking shocked. Mammon took a deep breath. “ Just tell me the truth and I’ll go, please. “ Mammon looked at Angela with sadness and pain. “ Fine, come inside, I guess it was only time until you found out. But I thought you would find out under better conditions like my child not hating your guts. “ Jane said, walking inside.

“ Did you even love them, Mammon? “ Angela poured herself a drink and lit a cigarette. “ Of course I love them! “ Mammon sat down. “ Wrong! If you loved them, you wouldn’t have put them through what you had put them through. Sweet Satan at least Alastor treated them right when we were all alive. “ Angela said, as she took a drag from her cigarette. “ Alastor didn’t even love them in a romantic way either. They were best friends and good friends! That boy always knew how to make my little (Name) smile when she was upset and slaughter anyone that upset them. I never knew best friends could marry until Alastor showed up. I remember his mother would bring him over, I always thought that boy was strange but he and (Name) always played such wonderful games. So whatever you were told, then you are right, me and (Name) aren’t hellborn, we were both alive until death. “ Angela sipped on her drink. “ I had (Name) promise me to tell anyone that we are Hellborn to forget our old life. To start a new one down here that was until they ran into Alastor, he promised that he would pretend that we aren’t connected to his old life and he isn’t connected to ours. I won’t tell you about Alastor’s old life but you may know about me and (Name). “ Angela walked over and blew smoke into Mammon’s face. The Greed king coughs and waved the smoke away. “ Was (Name) also an entertainer when they were alive? “ Mammon asked. “ Yes, they would sing at my shop while I served customers. A lot of the people who ate at my shop or had drinks wanted to marry her. Even trying to bribe me with money if I convinced (Name) to marry them. But I told them that no amount of money could buy my child. Some of them got so mad that they would try to kidnap (Name) but Alastor was always there to take care of them. I would reward them by making him a stew or sandwich with that person’s flesh. “ Angela giggled. Mammon was baffled. “ Did (Name) also? “ Mammon tried to ask. “ Yes, (Name) was a cannibal too. They couldn’t get enough of the stew I made. They especially loved it if I added vegetables. “ Angela sat down and crossed her legs.

Something about that part made Mammon’s face heat up. He wondered what (Name) looked like when they were a human, since sinners' appearance change when they come down here especially depending on what Hell thinks they would resemble. “ (Name’s) actually father was a great guy but he passed away when (Name) was three years old. They know about their father and they know their father loved them. Pretty sure if their father ended up here he would hurt you for what he did. “ Angela said. “ Where is he? If he's dead. “ Mammon said. “ Heaven, I thought you would be smart but I guess you are the dumbest sin which isn’t surprising because my child left you. “ Angela said. “ Listen Angela, I really loved them, I know that actions speak louder than words but I did I was just caught up in my own greed to see how much they mean to me. I even planned on asking them out after the show at the hotel, even thinking about doing the clown off so that someone else can step into the spotlight and (Name) can spend the rest of days in comfort by my side even in marriage. But I fucked it all up. “ Mammon said. “ And now you see what your current actions resulted in. “ Angela looked at Mammon. “ So what will you do now? “

“ Leave me alone, hopefully they’ll come back, if not I’ll leave them alone… “ Mammon closed his eyes. “ Thank you for talking to me, Angela and don’t worry about the house, I won’t take it. “ Mammon stood up. “ Do whatever you want with it. “ Mammon stood up and walked towards the door and stepped outside as he turned around. “ And please don’t tell (Name), I stopped by asking questions. “ Mammon said. “ I won’t. “ Angela slammed the door on Mammon’s face. Mammon stared at the door and walked to the limo. He got in and sat there progressing what Angela told him, so it was true (Name) was alive before, but he was confused. Best friends getting married? So did (Name) and Alastor not romantically love each other? This kinda took some of worry off Mammon’s chest but he still had much more research to do on Alastor just in case that radio demon tried to marry (Name) again and what if this time it could be romantic. Oh no, the worry was back. Mammon’s breath became heavy. He thought about visiting, surely enough the Death Lord could give him some information on Alastor. “ Take me to Death. “ Mammon said, sitting back grabbing a bottle of alcohol and ripping off the cap with his teeth before drinking from the bottle.

Mammon never really went through such lengths right now he could just go home to replace (Name), maybe even spread a few rumors about them, bulldoze Angela’s house and turn it into another one of his many restaurants but only the first thing is what he wanted to do and not for petty reasons. He wanted to give (Name) a comfortable life, he would give them a comfortable life. Maybe he could send them a gift basket before the end of the day. He still remembers everything they liked. He knew where Alastor lived. Would (Name) even accept the gift basket? Surely they would because it would be filled with the things they liked, maybe even letters of apologies and ten things he likes about them. “ Sir, we are here. “ The driver said. Mammon snapped out his thoughts and got out. This level of Hell was always cold, the mist air caressing Mammon’s pale cheeks. He looked down at the river and it resembled the night sky. The white trees of life had blue fruit that hung from them. A fruit that souls would eat only if they were being given a new life while others moved onto Heaven or Hell. The sky was dark with constellations with zodiac signs. The smell is rather strange: the moist dirt with a hint of lavender. This was the land of the dead. Most people of Hell and Heaven didn’t really visit this place, unless they had business with Lady Death herself, and Mammon had business with her. “ Death! “ Mammon yelled out walking around. “ Death, where are ya you cunt! “ Mammon walked around stepping on a few flowers that were in the ground, freshen one’s popping up whenever he crushed one. Mammon continued to scream out. Until a black mist appeared. A tall woman with a lacy black dress and flowy long sleeves appeared and pulled back her hood revealing her. Empty eye sockets and large black curly hair. “ Mammon, what did I tell you about using foul language in my realm, especially when there are children running around. “ Death said, gesturing towards the little children that ran around chasing each other. Their ghostly eyes looked at Mammon as they stopped and then ran away from him.

“ You better be here for a good reason and that reason better be that you have the $500 that you owe me. “ The woman said. “ No, Death, I have a request. “ Mammon said. “ Please you know that you and the other sinful lords don’t need to call me Death. Besides, I’m not very fond of it. “ She said, walking away. “ Oh! Right Belle, I need a favor. “ Mammon said, following next to her. “ A favor? You never been the type to ask for favors, Mon. “ Belle said, walking as she hummed softly. “ Because I'm a man of business so I always know what to do… but this is important, you are the only person with death records from those who go to Heaven or Hell. “ Mammon said. Belle stopped in her tracks and turned around. “ What’s this about? Lucifer and God are the only ones I know who ask me for records on Death. “ Belle snapped her fingers as a tea table appeared. “ Alright, sit. “ Belle said, she sat down pouring herself some tea. Mammon was never a tea person but he wanted to get on Death’s goodside. “ You know Overlords of Hell right? “ Mammon said, as Belle poured him some tea. “ Yes, I do it’s Alastor, Vox, Valentino ugh, Velvette, and many others. Why do you ask, did one of them turn down a deal and you want to expose them? “ Belle’s lips curled into a smile as she sipped on her tea. “ No, I need the death record on Alastor, I just want to know about his life before he died. “ Mammon said he drank the tea and held back the urge of wanting to spit out the black tea. “ Mon, you know that I can’t do that. “ Belle said, setting down her cup. “ A person who has passed away, well their old life deserves to not be known, why do you even need it? “ Belle said, crossing her legs.

“ (Name) is living with Alastor, I recently found out from Lilith along (Name’s) mother that (Name) and Alastor were once married. I was told bits and pieces about (Name’s) life when they were alive which surprised me because I thought for the longest time that they were Hellborn because of what (Name) and their mother told me. So please I just need to know about this Alastor guy and who he was before he died. Seeing as he’s in Hell, I could see that he did some fucked up shit. “ Mammon said, drinking the tea he got used to the taste, I guess tea isn’t that bad. Belle bites her lip and taps her fingers against the table. “ You… Fine, you have 2 weeks to keep the file then I will have it back. I can see in your eyes that you love them. “ Belle said. “ I do not love Alastor! “ Mammon said, spitting out his tea. “ Not Alastor, you dummy, I’m talking about (Name), and for that I’ll also give you their file. “ Belle snapped her fingers as two files fell onto the table, she slid them over to Mammon. He looked down on them and saw Alastor’s name. He lifted it up and then saw (Name’s) name. “ Now remember do not use this for selfish reasons. “ Belle said while drinking her tea. “ I won’t, I promise thank you so much. “ Mammon stood up and walked over hugging Belle, picking her up and spinning her around in a tight hug.

Belle laughed as Mammon set her down. “ No problem Mammon. “ Belle said, fixing her dress. “ Now I must depart and so must you, I have work to do because humans drop quickly so I’m on the clock. Thank you for having tea with me, Mammon. “ Belle snapped her fingers and vanished along with the tea table. Mammon stood in the field looking down at the files in his hands. He took a deep breath and walked back to the limo. He sat down and placed the file next to him. “ Take me back home, I’m done for the day. “ Mammon said. The driver nodded. Mammon sat back watching through the window; thinking about what was going to be in these especially (Name’s) file, he was pretty sure that Angela didn’t tell him everything and he understood why she hated his guts. Mammon wondered what was in Alastor’s file but he wasn’t going to read in the car since it usually made him sick.

When Mammon finally arrived back home. He cleaned himself up and sat in the bed in his pajamas. He looked around before reaching into his nightstand and pulling out a green small case, he popped it open and pulled out his glasses. Which he hated wearing but a long time ago (Name) would notice how Mammon would always complain about his eyes hurting or squint his eyes when reading paperwork or contracts. It got to the point that (Name) had to scold him to get an eye test; which he eventually did. But he only wore them in private or around (Name). Mammon slipped on the glasses, (Name) picked them out for him. He decided that he would read Alastor’s file first then work his way to (Name). “ Let’s see who this red bastard was before he landed himself in Hell. “ Mammon licked his finger before opening the file.

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If you don't mind,may i've a headcannon for jin kazama,Lee chaolan,Lars , and Lei wulon ( If you don't know him, then it's okay to just ignore him 😄) With the daughter reader 's who has a cheerful, friendly, kind attitude. However, for Jin Kazama the daughter reader's, has a devil gene mark on her stomach.

How do they handle the attitude of their daughter who is very active and can't stay still and always goes wherever she wants.Btw, their wives are Fem readers, can you make them separately, I begging you 😭😭😭😭🙏

Here you go! Hope you enjoy them!

Jin Kazama

- Jin will protect you with his life. There's no question about that.

- He tries to keep up with how lively and energetic you are, but sometimes it's difficult for him. He's the type of person who needs to stop and chill every so often.

- Because of your tendency to travel and wander off, he gets extremely worried about you. One minute, you're right in front of him, then the next minute, you're gone. If you tell him beforehand, it's fine, but just leaving without saying a word gives him a mini heart attack.

- If he finds you, he'll scold you for leaving his sight and scaring him like that. Afterward, he'll feel bad for having been so hard on you and will try to make it up to you the best he can.

- He might come off harsh sometimes, but he really does mean well. After everything he's gone through, he's just afraid of losing you, and he hopes you can understand that. The last thing Jin would ever want is for his daughter to look at him like he's a callous monster.

- Jin greatly admires your ability to look on the bright side. It reminds him a lot of his mother and how she had always been able to see the best in everything. You are like the sunshine to his cloudy day; he wishes he could preserve that light and keep it safe from the dangers of the world.

- You, Xiaoyu, and Panda are three peas in a pod. If Jin is feeling particularly tired, he'll enlist Xiaoyu and Panda's help with keeping you occupied. Hwoarang will often come to visit too, whether he's wanted there or not.

- Hwoarang has tried to teach you numerous Korean swear words, but Jin always steps in before he can successfully do so. He refuses to let anything spoil your innocence.

- The first time you started asking questions about your stomach marking left him completely torn. He didn't know what to say. He didn't want to lie to you, but at the same time, he didn't want to scare you. What made it even worse was the look on your face---your mouth in a small frown, your brows furrowing with concern, your innocent eyes gazing up at him, expecting answers that, at that moment, he felt he couldn't provide. On the outside, he calmly told you that he would tell you everything when you were older, which was a suitable answer for you. On the inside, however, Jin was heartbroken. He hated the thought that his beloved daughter would have to experience a torment similar to what he had faced. But this made him all the more determined to give you the guidance that no one could ever give to him.

- When you get older, Jin will explain everything to you. He reassures you that he'll try his best to teach you how to control the Devil Gene, and he'll stand by your side every step of the way. Jin understands that this will be a daunting task, so he promises himself that he'll try to be as easy on you as possible.

- He'll teach you Kazama-Style Martial Arts as a way to expel some energy. If the weather allows, lessons and sparring sessions will be held outside. Sometimes Xiaoyu and Hwoarang tag along with you and volunteer to be your training partners.

- On nice days, he'll take you outside for lunch. The two of you will find a shady spot to sit somewhere and admire the nature as you eat, just like he used to do with Jun as a kid.

Lee Chaolan

- Lee will spoil you to the max. If you want a puppy for your birthday, just say the word and he will get you that puppy. This man does not care how much money he has to spend; he wants to indulge you and make you as happy as possible. 

- On special occasions, he always gives you a rose---a thornless one, so you won't get pricked when handling it.

- He loves calling you his little rose.

- Lee loves taking you with him to work. Seeing your eyes light up with delight whenever you spot a cool invention always brings a smile to his face. Whenever you set foot into Violet Systems, your curiosity knows no bounds. You're always going around, asking tons of questions and coming up with crazy ideas for new products.

- In no time, you win over the hearts of Lee's subordinates. Your enthusiasm for their work gives them motivation and reminds them why they wanted to do this job in the first place.

- He loves holding your hand wherever you two go. Feeling your tiny hand enclosed in his big one reminds him that you're safe and right by his side. He'll always want to hold your hand and secretly hopes that, when you're older, you'll still want to hold his.

- Lee doesn't mind that you have so much energy. Being an eccentric guy himself, he can keep up with you for hours. If you want to play hide-and-seek or tag, he's more than happy to play with you. Since you guys live in a mansion, you have plenty of space to play and run around in, which makes it even more fun.

- Growing up with Heihachi for a father, Lee would always get reprimanded for the smallest of things. Naturally, he wants his kid to have a better childhood than he did, so he's very lenient with certain things. If you accidentally break something, for example, he just laughs it off and reassures you by saying he can just buy another one.

- Weekends are always jam-packed with plans. You two try all sorts of things together; whether it's going on a hike or learning how to make sushi, you're always willing to try new things. Usually, you're the one who comes up with the ideas, and Lee just goes along for the ride.

- During your younger years, he refuses to tell you anything about your uncle or your grandfather. He always tells you to wait until you're older. Then, when you actually do get older, he'll dodge the question for as long as he can before finally sitting down to talk to you about it. It's just a topic he really hates; he wants to move past his past and look ahead to the future. He's proud of the life he's built for himself and for you, and that's what he wants to focus on.

- Because of him, you constantly say "Excellent!" or "Marvelous!" He's very proud of himself for having passed on his catch phrases to you.

- If you just randomly disappear, he'll keep his cool while he looks for you. Lee knows all of your favorite spots to wander, both at work and at home, so he'll search those first. If he doesn't find you, that's when he starts to get worried. Once he finds you again, he'll chuckle a little before letting out a sigh of relief and telling you not to go anywhere without saying something.

Lars Alexandersson

- Considering how busy he is, it's very difficult for Lars to keep track of you at all times. To solve this problem, he'll give you a phone with a tracking device installed. It comes in handy whenever you suddenly decide to go off on your own.

- It's not often that there isn't someone watching you, but if you do manage to disappear somehow, Lars will get extremely worried. Even though he can track you, he still gets nervous that he'll find you somewhere dangerous.

- When he finds you, he gives you a big hug and reminds you not to wander off without telling anyone beforehand.

- Alisa is your main babysitter and playmate when Lars isn't around. She lets you style her hair, she'll play dress-up with you, and she'll even give you flying piggyback rides.

- Yggdrasil HQ is where you spend most of your time, so unfortunately there aren't many kids your age you can hang out with. To help entertain you a little more, Lars has a big supply of toys and things for you to fidget with. He knows you have a lot of energy, so he tries his best to supply you with things that will help you expel some of it.

- He'll often give you something to play around with when he can't be with you. He feels as though if he gives you something to occupy yourself with, then you're less likely to go wandering around in places you shouldn't be.

- Alisa does a better job of keeping up with you than he does (which makes sense considering she's a robot), but he tries his best for you. He can run really fast, so it's fun whenever he can find the time to chase you around the headquarters.

- Lars loves watching TV with you. He adores it whenever your eyes light up when you see your favorite characters on screen.

- He's always wary of you around strangers. Because of how friendly you are, he worries that someone will take your trust and use it to mistreat you.

- Lars will definitely teach you how to defend yourself as you get older. Jin, Lee, Alisa, and himself always rotate as your training partner. Due to your high energy and determination, you can spar them for hours.

- Lars is a strong leader and will teach you a lot of important life lessons. He always wants to steer you in the right direction, and ultimately, he just wants the best for you.

- Lars understands that he's a busy man, and the last thing he wants is for you to think that he doesn't care just because he has to attend to certain things. He knows that life isn't ideal right now, especially with the war going on, but he tries to make it up to you the best he can. At the end of the day, he just wants you to know that he loves you more than life itself.

Lei Wulong

- You and him are two happy-go-lucky peas in a pod.

- He always feels horrible when he has to go to work and can't spend time with you.

- Whenever he's working a new case, you don't really get to see him often. But no matter what, you always greet him with a big smile and a hug when he gets back. He's forever grateful for that; he secretly worries that someday your cheerfulness will disappear and you'll begin to resent him.

- That being said, when he is home, he tries to make up for it the best he can by letting you do whatever you want. If you want to go somewhere with him, just say the word and he'll go with you.

- Like Lee, he will also hold your hand wherever you go. Even when you get older, he'll insist on doing it. No matter what, you'll always be his little girl.

- He doesn't care what he has to do; he'll keep up with your energy the best he can. If he's having a good day and he's well-rested, he can do that on his own. If he's just fresh out of work and dead tired, all he needs is a coffee and he'll be all set.

- He always makes you laugh and lives for your adorable smile.

- You two always look on the bright side of life, never letting negativity get in the way of whatever you do. If you drop your ice cream, it's okay; you guys can just get another one. If you're having a picnic outside and it starts to rain, it's okay; you guys just pack up the food and start playing in the puddles.

- Daddy-Daughter Donut Days are a must. They usually happen whenever he's finished with a case and given time off. Those days are celebratory, as it means he can finally spend some time with you without having to worry about work.

- If you disappear without him looking, he will drop everything to go look for you. He'll start feeling horrible for having taken his eyes off you.

- If he has to leave early, he'll leave a letter for you wishing you a wonderful day. Sometimes, he'll doodle little stick-figure versions of you two at the bottom.

- If you give him a drawing, you better believe that masterpiece is going on the fridge.

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NMJ, JGY, and Vices/Hobbies Meta

So, I’ve been thinking a lot about this particular quote from MDZS chapter 49, which is often cited as “NMJ has no hobbies canonically besides killing Wen and practicing saber” and I have to say that after reading the Chinese version I don’t? Necessarily agree? I don’t think this is what that scene was about at all. 

This is going to be long, so meta under the cut. 

The Fantranslation of the passage in question:

Jin GuangYao nodded lightly and sat as he had been told, “Brother, if you’re concerned for HuaiSang, softer words would do no harm. Why this?”

Nie MingJue, “Even when a blade’s at his neck he’s still like this. Looks like he’ll always be a good-for-nothing.”

Jin GuangYao, “It isn’t that HuaiSang is a good-for-nothing, but that his heart lies somewhere else.”

Nie MingJue, “Well you’ve really discerned where his heart lies, haven’t you?”

Jin GuangYao smiled, “Of course. Isn’t that what I’m the best at? The only person whom I can’t discern is you, Brother.”

He knew of people’s likes and dislikes so that he could find suitable solutions; he loved running errands and could do twice the work with half the effort. Thus, Jin GuangYao could be said to be quite a talent at analyzing others’ interests. Nie MingJue was the only person whom Jin GuangYao couldn’t probe out any useful information about. Wei WuXian saw this already, back then when Meng Yao was working under Nie MingJue. Women, liquor, riches—he touched none; art, calligraphy, antiques—a pile of ink and mud; the finest green tea leaves and dregs from a roadside booth—there was no difference. Meng Yao tried everything he could think of yet still couldn’t find if he was interested in anything beside training his saberwork and killing Wen-dogs. He really was a wall made of iron, impenetrable by even the sharpest blades.

And here's the official translation of the passage in question:

Knowing a person's likes and dislikes, and then catering to them accordingly, made getting things done easier. You could accomplish your goals with half as much effort. As such, the ability to discern people's desires was truly Jin Guangyao's forte. The only person he could never seem to pry any useful information out of was Nie Mingjue. Wei Wuxian had seen this firsthand, back when Meng Yao had worked under Nie Mingjue's command. The man never laid his hands on women, alcohol, or material wealth; paintings, calligraphy and antiques were all piles of ink and mud in his eyes. Top-grade premium tea tasted the same to him as dregs from a roadside stall. Meng Yao had racked his brain and still failed to identify anything Nie Mingjue might have a taste for, other than training with his saber every day and killing Wen dogs. He was truly an iron bastion, with no weaknesses to exploit. Volume 2, Page 319

I’ll go through with the chinese, my own translation based on what the Chinese says, [explanations of a few word choices along the way] and the analysis of what this actually means.

金光瑶微微颔首，依言落座，道：“大哥既是关心怀桑，稍平和些劝诫也是好的，何必如此？”

聂明玦道：“拿刀架在他脖子上逼都这样，看来是打死也不成器了。”

金光瑶道：“怀桑非是不成器，志不在此而已。”

聂明玦道：“你倒是把他志在何处摸得一清二楚。”

金光瑶笑笑，道：“那是自然，我岂非最擅长于此？唯一摸不出来的，也只有大哥了。”

Jin Guangyao nodded slightly, sank into a seat, and said "Since Da-ge is worried about Huaisang, wouldn't it be better to persuade him calmly?"

Nie Mingjue said, "Even when I've got a knife on his neck [aka even though NHS is being forced to do whatever] he's still like this, it seems like even if one beat him to death it wouldn't make him become good at it." <-- this seems to be a response to JGY's "why don't you try to persuade him to practice saber gently and calmly? to which Da-ge is like "if I can't get him to do it while yelling at him, lmao you think gently critiquing him will help? lol"

Jin Guangyao said, "It's not that Huaisang is useless, it's just that his strengths don't lie here [with the saber]" <-- I'm assuming that since NMJ and NHS were yelling about saber stuff before JGY got there that JGY and NMJ are still talking about NHS and the saber business

Nie Mingjue said, "It seems like you've got him entirely figured out."

Jin Guangyao laughed and said, "isn't that natural? I'm predisposed to this [figuring out people/finding out what they like] the only person who's still murky is Da-ge."

This particular conversation is not particularly antagonistic! JGY is trying to persuade NMJ that he could persuade NHS to practice the saber with honey and NMJ is like “I don’t think that’s probable.” and then JGY says “oh, saber isn’t really NHS’s skillset!” and NMJ says “looks like you have him all figured out!” and then JGY laughs and goes “I’m a natural at figuring people out, but Da-ge you’re really mysterious to me. (also the only person mysterious to me, people who are called Jin Guangyao)” Like, idk, this doesn’t sound particularly terrifyingly argumentative or upsetting to me.

知人喜恶，对症下药，最好办事，事半功倍。因此金光瑶在揣摩人嗜好上可谓是一把好手。唯有聂明玦，金光瑶试探不出来任何有用的信息。

Knowing people's likes and dislikes and [here the prescribing medicine is an idiomatic saying for "and then appealing to the root of their nature"] is the best way to get things done, to get the most reward for one's effort. Jin Guangyao, therefore, could be said to be a good hand at figuring out people's hobbies. Only in the case of Nie Mingjue, could Jin Guangyao not find any useful information.

The word for “hobbies” herein is 嗜好 which is another word for addiction. Now, there ARE other more common words for “hobbies” in Chinese and they are more commonly used when not referring to addictions, they are: yule and aihao. Yulei being “amusement, entertainment, recreation,” and aihao being “hobby, interest, thing one enjoys and takes pleasure in.”

Pleco screenshots here for emphasis on word meanings:

So the more accurate translation here is "Jin Guangyao, therefore, could be said to be a good hand at figuring out people's addictions."

当年孟瑶在聂明玦手底下做事时魏无羡就见识过了，女·色酒财一样不沾，书画古董在他眼里就是一堆墨水泥巴，绝酿佳茗和路边摊茶渣在他喝来没有任何区别，

孟瑶挖空了心思也没试探出来他除了每天练刀和杀温狗以外有什么特别喜好，简直铜墙铁壁刀枪不入。

听他语带自嘲，聂明玦反而没那么反感了，道：“你少助长他这幅德性。”

In the past, when Meng Yao was still working under Nie Mingjue, Wei Wuxian had already experienced this: feminine charms, wine, and wealth were equal in that [nmj] did not touch them. Painting and calligraphy, antiques were just a pile of ink and mud. There was no difference between him drinking excellent tea and the dregs from a roadside stall.

Meng Yao hollowed out his brains [spent a lot of effort thinking about this basically] and didn't figure out besides practicing the saber every day and killing Wen-dogs if he had anything else of particular habits. <-- THE XIHAO HERE IS NOT HOBBY. THE XIHAO HERE IS HABIT, ESP ONE THAT YOU'VE WORN A GROOVE IN.

He [NMJ] was just like an iron wall, neither swords nor spears could penetrate it.

Hearing [JGY's] self deprecation, Nie Mingjue, on the countrary, became not as upset, and said, "stop encouraging that part of his character" <-- talking about NHS's love of painting and fans again.

Now, the important thing to remember about this analysis of both 1) the dynamic between JGY and NMJ and 2) what JGY thinks NMJ’s hobbies, preferences, vices, addictions are is this: neither JGY nor NMJ are implied to have been talking or thinking about NMJ’s wartime preferences during this conversation or even during the war.

What JGY and NMJ actually say in this scene are peppered through with WWX’s own thoughts on observing this scene between them, and neither JGY nor NMJ actually say “JGY believes that NMJ’s only hobbies [during the time JGY served under NMJ at Langya front] are practicing the saber and killing Wen-dogs.] In fact, JGY and NMJ don’t mention 1) the Wen at all in this scene and 2) the only time they talk about saber training is the fact that NHS is doing 0 of it.

What they DO however, say to each other is this:

JGY: you could probably persuade Huaisang to train by persuading him gently!

NMJ: lmao if threats don’t work, bribes won’t either.

JGY: Huaisang isn’t useless, he’s just talented in other ways.

NMJ: you’ve got him all figured out haven’t you?

JGY: haha, you know me Da-ge, I’m a natural at figuring people out. Except you, Da-ge, you’re very mysterious.

NMJ: don’t encourage his [NHS’s] bad expensive habits.

In the middle of this conversation, Wei Wuxian from his own (not unfiltered or unbiased) perspective observes this about NMJ during wartime: "yeah that JGY, he's great at finding out people's addictions, he sure is! but Chifeng-zun doesn't really have any of those lmao. at least from back when I knew Chifeng-zun during the war. He doesn't like girls, doesn't like wine, doesn't like wealth, doesn't like calligraphy or paintings or antiques. Wow! Meng Yao must've worked really hard and found nothing!"

JGY and NMJ in fact, don’t talk about 1) the war 2) the wen or 3) NMJ’s interests, hobbies, vices, or addictions here at all. Nor does JGY claim that he spent a lot of time searching for NMJ’s hobbies and found only saber practice and Wen-dog killing. Nor does JGY claim to be good at finding out people’s addictions, he just made a joke about how NHS’s interests are really obvious and “but you Da-ge are a mystery to me.”

And thus concludes my dissertation about how this really says nothing about NMJ’s hobbies, interests or vices, he could be collecting incense burners and a lover of bubble baths for all we know.

[nightmarist]

some more thoughts abt zevlor

(quote screenshots | mtg color pie thoughts)

zevlor always talks about "the others" and "his people" regarding the tieflings at the grove, but tends to leave himself out.

in early access in the camp celebration if you point it out he tells you he was going to plan the road ahead but relents and lets himself celebrate. he "celebrates" by still performing a duty: he uses magic to display a false scene of stars above you "for every life you saved" and said its what he used to do in Avernus for the tieflings because the sky is pitch black.

Looking at either Oath of Devotion or Vengeance for his potential Oath, both have interesting implications regarding how his oath could have been broken in Avernus, and/or why he acts so desperately heroic towards "his people"

Oath of Devotion follows:

Honesty. Don't lie or cheat. Let your word be your promise. Courage. Never fear to act, though caution is wise. Compassion. Aid others, protect the weak, and punish those who threaten them. Show mercy to your foes, but temper it with wisdom. Honor. Treat others with fairness, and let your honorable deeds be an example to them. Do as much good as possible while causing the least amount of harm. Duty. Be responsible for your actions and their consequences, protect those entrusted to your care, and obey those who have just authority over you.

Oath of Vengeance follows:

Fight the Greater Evil. Faced with a choice of fighting my sworn foes or combating a lesser evil, I choose the greater evil. No Mercy for the Wicked. Ordinary foes might win my mercy, but my sworn enemies do not. By Any Means Necessary. My qualms can't get in the way of exterminating my foes. Restitution. If my foes wreak ruin on the world, it is because I failed to stop them. I must help those harmed by their misdeeds

For Devotion I can see Honesty being broken the easiest if we look at how quick he was to undermine Kagha. He seems almost "fae rules" honest the way he phrases things to try to get the player to help the tieflings. That could also very well be the "cheating" aspect of oathbreaking honesty.

For Vengeance I can see Any Means Necessary being his undoing, in that the exiled tieflings possibly meant so much more to him than his oath that it was broken.

Other oathbreaks I'd be just as intrigued by, however.

When he says hes done with soldiering, I want to hope/assume he means. retirement. but i think he just hasnt thought about anything but getting the tieflings to baldur's gate and doesnt care what happens to him, in a sort of depression haze where nothing (else) matters.

also, being a hellrider is for life, so the fact hes "done soldiering" despite that has weight to it, enough that even Tilses, another Hellrider, tries to tell him as much. he doesnt see himself as a hellrider and might very well intend to exile himself hermetically or die.

the forgotten realms wiki on hellriders says:

"Those determined to resign were given a final mission involving very difficult tasks, and even if they succeeded, and survived, they were stripped of their gear, exiled from the city, and named a heretic in the eyes of Helm, God of Guardians, for abandoning their post."

he's by himself off to a corner in the camp celebration, mourning the tieflings they lost on the way, and talks himself out of celebrating with them. he says he'll be "ruining" the celebration the next day.

going by what the Absolute twisted his desires into, he seems very concerned about "being a paladin again" with a god to guide him.

it sounds like he's aimless and feels purposeless, grasping at anything that will give him said purpose; im sure ge 100% cares about the tieflings' wellbeing, but i think he's also surrogating a purpose through getting them to baldur's gate. but without a Guide (gods, hellriders, a quest, etc), if/when he accomplishes this he could end up aimless again.

hes so casual with his self-loathing as if its Fact hes just a godless disappointment. His "lie that's kinder than the truth" line, if you tell him its his fault tieflings were taken prisoner he says "i imagine its worse than you realize," he hesitates when he asks to help you, and if you DO ask him to help you he says "he doesn't want to put a sword in your back. "only if you trust [his sword] wont be buried in your back"

[retrobr]

Lazytown Shenanigans Pt. 8

Wow I'm finally back with my ramblings (nobody waited and nobody asked for this :,DD)!! I was kinda busy getting acquainted with some fandom stuff — reading some fics, to be precise — and was getting some rest from the show to be more excited to continue watching it! 

I think that this kind of posts will be posted much less often than before because I will take a break from watching more often, at least I think so

But anyway, this time I've watched "The Baby Troll" and. Uhh. Let's just get right into it 😭

"The Baby Troll."

I'm not even going to lie; this is probably one of my least favorite episodes so far. I honestly can't even say that I liked it even a little bit, this episode is just not it. But of course there were some nice moments, so I'd better start discussing it

I cannot keep silent about the fact that the town looks quite beautiful at night. I'm attaching a wonderful frame to convince you of this, my dear people:

Well. Not that it's breathtakingly wonderful — there were much more beautiful frames, but I'm a stupid person and forgot to take some screenshots — but I think it looks nice at least??

Before I get too bored writing this post, I want to touch on the topic of my favorite sillies. One thing made me giggle a little: the city is sinking into the night, it's time for everyone to go to bed soon; Robbie walks around the park and wonders why "those brats" are not playing. Buddy... it's like... a nighttime?... 

And, well, why does he even bother about kids not playing on the playground huh? I mean, their excited shouts and bustling annoy him all day long, so he should be happy that they're finally not playing. BRO YOU GOT SOME REST, AS YOU WANTED!! USE IT FOR YOUR OWN ENJOYMENT OF PEACE AND QUIET!!

This scene is not that long, I would even say insignificant, but I pay a lot of attention to it because in my opinion it gives a subtle hint that he is actually used to their hustle and games and quite likely finds the park empty without their fun. Yes I will make one small scene make sense; I'm a big softie for Robbie's and kids' interactions, nice to meet you 🤵

Also sometimes I wonder how Robbie manages to get into trouble so stupidly and spectacularly; bro kicked the ball, got hit by the said ball in the ass, and fell in the chest, which locked up in the result. Bravo, bravo 😭😭 At least he wasn't complaining when Sportacus saved him (and the kids as well, but we're not talking about them yet) and even asked for it, because, from my observations, he usually gets annoyed when someone helps him

And his disguise in this episode was kinda silly. I don't have much to say about it tbh, it just looked funny 🤷

But let's talk about some other characters now; from this episode I learned that Meanswell can knit. Attaching evidence to the above fact (this frame looks so cozy I want to get in there):

And since we're talking about the abilities of some of the characters, I was pleased to learn that Trixie can play the guitar. In my vision she's a great music lover and you can't convince me otherwise

One more thing about the Mayor and then I'll touch on the topic of the thing that genuinely scared me. Meanswell is kind of dumb — like, not even dumb, but just inattentive. Right in front of his eyes the kids ran away from home to the mountains at night, and he didn't even notice it. LIFT YOUR GODDAMN EYES AND SEE WHAT'S GOING ON IN YOUR HOUSE. MORE PRECISELY OUTSIDE THE HOUSE. You know what I mean 😭

Oh and well. About the scary part of the episode. What the actual fuck was that troll? Why does it look so freaking scary?.. I watched this episode before going to bed, that is, at night, and how can I sleep peacefully now when the appearance of this creature stands right on the surface of my thoughts? And it was so annoying in addition to it's creepy appearance, and it seems to me that for the most part I didn't like this episode just because of this creature. I don't even want to think about it tbh 💀

In general, as it's already clear, this episode didn't seem to me the best, at least for the entire fourth season. But at least I've learned a lesson from this episode: if you want to eat like a bitch, gobble up an apple. It solves all the problems.

That's pretty much it. Thank you for your guys attention and have a good day :]

[matenrou-fan]

Random hypmic characters with crybaby s/o

NB reader, comfort, fluff, cuddles

Gentaro, Jyushi, Sasara, Jakurai

Gentaro

-Honestly? It's amuse him a little

-You're so soft and sensitive, crying over things which he wouldn't even pay attention to

-It's interesting to him, as he look at your red cheeks and little tears after you see some sad ad of animal shelter with bunch of puppies

-Of course he will comfort you, even if it's something small, hugging you and telling that everything will be okay

-But he also can't help but tease you a little, just to see you priceless reaction

-He has a good imagination and also a bad habit of fool everyone around so of course he will lie to you too, trying to hide his smirk as you look at him with such adorable wide eyes, absolutely confused

-But he's not heartless, and he can say when you just cry over nothing or when you're actually sad and something happened

-Will be more gentle and soft with you in this days, listen carefully to understand what happened

-"Shh.. Here, I'm here with you now, my precious fawn.. Let me hear everything that bothers your little heart"

-If you need an advice, he will give you some, but if you just want to forget this situation he will tell you some fairytales as he cuddles you, his soft hands caressing your back and play with your hair

Jyushi

-Oh!! So you're like him!

-He can be pretty sensitive too, overreacting to small things so he would totally understand you when you feel sad without particular reason!

-So you relationship is like a circle with two points - when he's too soft and needs comfort, and vice versa, when he's give your comfort as you cry softly if his arms

-He will never tease you about this, but will help you get more mature and serious, as he himself wants to ended up with this bad habit

-So now, when you have each other it would be much easier, as he always know he can ask for support from you and always ready to soothe you when you need something like that

-Always gently hugging you, promising to protect you from all bad things as you two lie down in his bed

-When he's in his pompous mood he will cup your cheeks gracefully, looking at you with little smile

-"What's wrong, my fallen angel of black night? I'm here to listen to your problems, let mine power of dark side of moon help you..!"

-Even in his charming form he will be still soft and caring, promise you that everything will be great in next day, as night will take away all problems from your life

Sasara

-It's confuse him a little how can you be so soft, but in the same time, it's so cute

-He always trying to look at things on positive light so everytime he see that you're about to cry he will quickly start a little show, making new puns up on the spot

-Doesn't matter where you are, in cafe, in street or in his house, he can make a joke about anything that will catch his eye just to make you giggle

-Will not tease you about this, it's just part of your personality, and he accept that

-But of course he will try to make you more stoic, reminds you everyday that there's bunch of good things around, and you should pay attention to them

-"Look? Aren't today is a good day? The weather is just great... Hey, you know? Everyone thinks the sun is too heavy to carry, but really it is very light~"

-Well of course he will listen to you more carefully when you actually sad, not because you see a small birdie all alone without her mom, but because you have some problems

-No jokes, just you on his laps as he hug you very tightly, let you cry on his chest as he soothe you

-Even if it's gonna take the whole evening, he's here for you, sitting and listening to you as long as you need

Jakurai

-How can you be so precious and sensitive?

-He just can't hide his little smile as he look at your adorable sad face

-It's make his soul melt and his heart ache, you just so much softer than him, your vision of world is amaze him a little bit

-It's also reminds him that he also should be more emotional sometimes, he get used to be calm and serious, but honestly.. Seeing you talk so open about things that makes you sad makes him also try to open his heart

-Always here to listen, it's interesting to him how such small things can make you worry so much

-As he let you sit on his laps, his slender fingers running through your hair, caressing your back or just softly holding your hands, you can cry as much as you want, telling him everything

-He always will give you some advices if you cry over something serious, and always comfort you a little when you just in bad mood and can't hold your tears

-Will talk with you in his deep soothing voice, maybe even sing a little to you as he cradle you gently

-"Darling, look at me.. It's good that you have such a kind sensitive heart, but it's makes me sad to see you crying like this.. Try to smile sometimes, okay?"

-Probably start to be a little bit more overprotective, he just can't resist the urge to protect you from anything that can makes you sad

[lansplaining]

AU idea, instead of killing him, NMJ’s qi deviation yeeted him to SV specifically in front of YQY. For once in his life Da-ge gets to be the didi! Listen who else would have a good solution to dealing with a sword telling you to kill everything. Just YQY helping NMJ sort out himself and letting him actually relax a little. Plus the idea of JGY’s face when NMJ comes back would be priceless.

i was actually thinking just the other day about what NMJ and YQY would have to say to one another about their cursed sword situations. could YQY possibly persuade NMJ to learn to fight without actually drawing Baxia? my suspicion is....... not. i also feel the more they talked, and the more NMJ saw about how YQY operates, the, uh, less respect he'd have for him. like, I think NMJ very much takes his pride and sense of integrity to such extremes that they go around the bend and become bad things, but--

NMJ: I can't stop practicing my family's form of cultivation, even if it kills me. It's what I owe to my ancestors and my sect.

YQY: Interesting, interesting. If you'll excuse me, I need to go blatantly lie to a bunch of other sect leaders in order to get my shidi off the hook for something he very much did do.

NMJ: ...........

[reinaka42]

Wang Chuan Feng Hua Lu (忘川风华录) Masterpost

Wang Chuan Feng Hua Lu (忘川风华录) is a Vocal synth (Vocaloid and SynthV) music project. It consists of songs themed around different figures throughout Chinese history. The project is a collaboration between different artists and creatives, with music and videos featuring prominent traditional Chinese elements. The project's title translates to "The Records of Magnificence of the Wangchuan" - In Chinese mythology, "Wangchuan" (or River of Forgetting) is a river in the Underworld that can rid one of their past life's memories, similar to the river Lethe.

A mobile game adaptation has also been developed by NetEast. Unfortunately, I haven't played it so I can't give much insight on it. However, I assume that its premise is similar to that of the idea behind the project as a whole: all these historical figures meeting each other in the Underworld after they died. Maybe.

You can find all the songs on Bilibili. The official Weibo can be found here. The game's website, which includes all characters appearing so far in the game, can be found here, and its Weibo can be found here.

(If you prefer YouTube, I've also put together a handy playlist. Please know that most of these videos are reposts though, so please watch the original Bilibili MVs if you can!)

This blog is where I will be posting everything I feel like I need to say about the songs in this project. A lot of it is lifted from my Twitter account but will be in much more detail. Note that I probably won't touch collab songs, or songs that don't focus solely on the project's own characters.

Disclaimer: I do not speak Chinese, nor am I an expert on Chinese history. Therefore, I cannot reliably translate the lyrics to these songs, nor my words should be taken as gospel. I am merely a nerd gushing about my hyperfixation.

Playlist

多情岸 【Duo Qing An】 ➼ B link

洛阳怀 【Luo Yang Huai】 ➼ B link

易水诀 【Yi Shui Jue】 ➼ B link

山河令 【Shan He Ling】 ➼ B link

簪花人间 【Zhan Hua Ren Jian】 ➼ B link

栖凰 【Qi Huang】 ➼ B link

心上秋 【Xin Shang Qiu】 ➼ B link

祖龙吟 【Zu Long Yin】 ➼ B link

如见青山 【Ru Jian Qing Shan】 ➼ B link

竹林间 【Zhu Lin Jian】 ➼ B link

天下局 【Tian Xia Ju】 ➼ B link

青鸟衔风 【Qing Niao Xian Feng】 ➼ B link

木兰行 【Mu Lan Xing】 ➼ B link

好字唯之 【Hao Zi Wei Zhi】 ➼ B link

不可道 【Bu Ke Dao】 ➼ B link

水叙湖风 【Shui Xu Hu Feng】 (collab) ➼ B link

是非 【Shi Fei】 ➼ B link

风起甘露 【Feng Qi Gan Lu】 (collab) ➼ B link

谓剑 【Wei Jian】 ➼ B link

万象霜天 【Wan Xiang Shuang Tian】 (New Year event song) ➼ B link

千秋梦 【Qian Qiu Meng】 ➼ B link

易安难安 【Yi An Nan An】 ➼ B link

惊鹊 【Jing Que】 ➼ B link

高歌破阵 【Gao Ge Po Zhen】 (collab) ➼ B link

不赴 【Bu Fu】 ➼ B link

西行 【Xi Xing】 ➼ B link

大航海家 【Da Hang Hai Jia】 ➼ B link

牡丹乱 【Mu Dan Luan】 (collab) ➼ B link

倾国 【Qing Guo】 (collab) ➼ B link

相虎 【Xiang Hu】 ➼ B link

补天裂 【Bu Tian Lie】 ➼ B link

此期盈期 【Ci Qi Ying Qi】 (1st anniversary song) ➼ B link

破云来 【Po Yun Lai】 ➼ B link

归钓吟 【Gui Diao Yin】 ➼ B link

始见千秋 【Shi Jian Qian Qiu】 ➼ B link

临川浮梦 【Lin Chuan Fu Meng】 ➼ B link

将军行 【Jiang Jun Xing】 ➼ B link

妄语人间 【Wang Yu Ren Jian】 ➼ B link

数风流 【Shu Feng Liu】 (2nd anniversary song) ➼ B link

问剑春秋 【Wen Jian Chun Qiu】 ➼ B link

起战令 【Qi Zhan Ling】 ➼ B link

人间应又雪 【Ren Jian Ying You Xue】 ➼ B link

旷古回响 【Kuang Gu Hui Xiang】 ➼ B link

墨隐侠声 【Mo Yin Xia Sheng】 ➼ B link

桃源故人 【Tao Yuan Gu Ren】 (3rd anniversary song) ➼ B link

*Note: The anniversary songs are probably for the game's anniversaries, as the project itself is more than 5 years old.

Albums

Vol 1: 溯洄 【Su Hui】 Includes character songs from Duo Qing An to Zhu Lin Jian. Features human vocals.

Vol 2: 踏浪 【Ta Lang】 Includes character songs from Tian Xia Ju to Jing Que.

Vol 3: 数风流 【Shu Feng Liu】 Includes character songs from Bu Fu to Wang Yu Ren Jian, an unreleased song titled 燕双归 【Yan Shuang Gui】, and the two anniversary songs.

Visual character guide:

PRE-QIN | QIN | WESTERN CHU | HAN | THREE KINGDOMS | JIN | NORTH & SOUTHERN DYNASTIES | TANG | FIVE DYNASTIES & TEN KINGDOMS | SONG | YUAN | MING | QING | DREAM

[memorydragon]

Yup, still on my gay coproganda bs.

One of the more interesting things about Jiang Ting's character is how much he doesn't actually want to be a character. His defense mechanism is to turn the question around. We first see this when Yan Xie confronts him the first time about being 'Captain Jiang'. He asks Jiang Ting what he has to say about all of the things he'd uncovered about Jiang Ting's past, and Jiang Ting's response is "What do you want 'Captain Jiang' to say? Tell me and I'll say it."

And he does this so often. He could lie, he could tell a half-truth, instead he asks what the other person wants to hear. What they want him to be.

And guess what? I'm totally normal about that. XD

The earliest memory we have of him is as a child, cleaning his father's body and being grateful that he wasn't beaten today. He's too young to understand that his father overdosed (we get no information about his mother) and is already dead. He's too young to realize that the majority of the people in his small village are either addicts or dealers, that it's a miracle he was born without HIV. When he's sent to the orphanage, he's isolated and bullied, internalized that he's unclean and unlovable when he looks in the mirror. When Yan Xie gets angry at the corruption in the orphanage Bu Wei grew up in, he just replies that 'It's like that, in places like these.'

When Ma Xiang confronts him, asking him who he is really. Is he the mole that got Yan Xie shot and nearly killed, lying on an operating room table while they waited for news? Jiang Ting says it himself, he's the most suspicious out of all of them, because even swept under the rug, the rest of the division Knows something is off about their 'Consultant Lu'. Jiang Ting doesn't define himself. He says "I'm who your Yan-ge thinks I am."

Yan Xie listens to the half-truths he's spun about himself after he dragged Jiang Ting out of the river, and Jiang Ting tells him: The safest thing for you is to hand me over to the police. I can't make myself believe you, because I have nothing now. I can't respond to this feeling, because I don't want to lie to you. Whether you hand me in or not is up to you.

He even does this to Wen Shao, when his loyality is probed. "What do you want me to say?" Except Wen Shao thinks he understands Jiang Ting the best, that only Jiang Ting understands him. Jiang Ting tells the truth then, that the one who understood his reasons wasn't him. Yan Xie was the one who correctly guessed the motives.

Because Jiang Ting has never been wanted as himself. He was the child of drug addicts, tossed into a orphanage where the corruption was rampant and money went into the adult's hands more often than not. When he finally found a friend, someone who liked him and didn't chase him away, his first thought is of saving his friend. Wen Shao has money and a family who loves him, so it's okay if he dies as long as Wen Shao lives. When his friend betrays him, saves himself first, Jiang Ting is happy.

Except his first friend, the person who says now everything I have is yours and you will be my only brother, the one person who likes someone like Jiang Ting, is the son of a drug lord. He forces the kidnappers who hurt them to take heroin, then turns to Jiang Ting and asks if he's happy now.

The child who watched his father overdose and has finally learned to understand what drugs are, is forced to watch more people die the same way by the one person who was supposed to love him.

He's happy. He's very happy. (The lie is so weak - he's ten years old and he's never had to hide himself like this before, despite everything. He's only just realizing that his first lie was already made, because he can't be loyal to Wen Shao, not like this. But he lies, because what else can he do? )

Wu Tun adopted him to keep his son, Wen Shao, in check. He's a pawn, put into a good school and groomed to be a policeman with padded pockets who will let the drug cartel off. He hates - hates - that he has no choice in this, he just has to become the pawn Wu Tun wants.

Wen Shao returns and he's brought new, even worse drugs with him. He wants his Red Queen on his side, gives Jiang Ting an apartment to rest in, to take care of things that would be 'inconvienent' otherwise, and Jiang Ting hates and hates even more.

So he plans to kill the King of Spades, then take out the Ace of Clubs. It can't erase what he is, but maybe he can move forward. All the over time, the stress, the loneliness will be worth it. (I'm so very very Normal about how he can't just agree to hanging out with his coworkers, how he over thinks and decides half way to take the agreement back and say 'let's talk about it tomorrow'. Because he wants to go, for the first time in his life he wants to do something as simple as going out with coworkers - possibly friends.)

Except he's been sold out. His plan falls through. His team dies and he'll never be able to talk about it tomorrow, and when he runs into the fire, all that's left for him is three years of being comatose and the King of Spades going free.

When he meets Yan Xie, he hides. He wants to be what Yan Xie wants him to be, but he can't. He's still tied as the Queen of Hearts, haunted by the sins he's committed and the people who died. He comments that Yan Xie is blind falling for someone like him, calling him beautiful all the time. That this crush that he'd never allowed himself to pursue has come back into his life and wants to be picked by him.

The Red Queen's heart that was so full of hate now has something else. But even if Yan Xie was blind now, would he still love Jiang Ting when he saw the truth?

He hides and he hides and lies, and when the cards are drawn, he finally tells the truth, finds something to define himself by. "I love you, Yan Xie."

Yan Xie's faith in him is already broken. It has to be broken further. The best lie is the one that is the truth that no one believes.

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HELLO EVERYONE !! It's xmas eve and I decided to round up my commission work with this cute little oneshot my commissioner requested🥰🥰consider this my xmas gift to you all !! Remember to take care of yourselves and spend quality time with your loved ones💓

"family", an idv oneshot📕🧸

no warnings at all this is just pure fluff, FOUND FAMILY FUCK YEAH!!!!!!, a tad short i fear, reader's gender not specified as usual

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"____!" You suddenly heard a voice call you.

"Oh. There you are, Memory." You glanced up at the little girl standing in the snow. There was a shit eating grin on her face as she was gripping something with her hands tightly. You tilted your head in curiosity. "And there's my..."

"Scarf!" She grinned.

You sighed. "I've been looking for it the whole day. Now... mind giving it back?"

"No way!" She poked her tongue at you and ran.

"Oh yo- you little shit!" You yelped, and got yourself going for that brat. "Give it back! I'm gonna tell your da- your brothe- whatever he is!" Your legs slowly started to deceive you, yet Memory still ran and ran in the seemingly endless snow. It was a beautiful snowy day - the sun's glow filled up the crystal snow with light and brought warmth to pale faces and rosy red noses.

"God... damn it." You lifelessly plopped down into the crunchy layer of snow. "I'm no match for these youngsters nowadays."

"Looks like Memory had you breathless." A gentle voice from behind woke you from your "nap." It was Orpheus - his cheeks puffed up and turned bright red in color from the cold, and he had a kitschy winter coat over his usual classy attire. "Need something to warm you up?" He offered you a cup of hot chocolate. "Definetly." You picked yourself up from the snow and took the cup from his hand. You forgot how fun of a feeling it was sensing the heat run from your fingertips to your knuckles, spinning the cup around so you don't burn yourself. "How come you're outside? You usually stay inside by the fireplace when the weather's like this. Looking for inspiration, I suppose?"

"Partially, yes." His lips slowly tilted into a smile as he spoke. "I wanted to see what you were doing. Looks like Memory has you as her target today, huh. You took her doll or something?" He chuckled as he wrapped his own scarf around your neck. "Have mine until you get yours back."

"Oh, thank you, really-" You had to be honest, he kind of suprised you with that gesture. "Well... not sure. She's been excitedly running around the manor all day - seems like she just wanted to go outside. You know how kids are with their snowy days and... snowman building and things."

You took a sip from your cup. The hot chocolate was simply perfect, the remaining chocolate pieces swirling around your tongue and the marshmallows melting in the corner of your mouth.

"Novelists and poets are the same as kids in that way, then. Can't even lie, I love snowy days. A ghoulish, scrawny autumn paysage turns into a crystal wonderland at least for a day. Isn't it magical?" He licked his lips. "Just look at the sun rays slicing through those icicles hanging off of the branches over there. Doesn't it remind you of a crystal chandelier for a second?"

"If you say so, Shakespeare", you said as you pinched his nose, "yet i'm more interested in the "snowball fight" aspect of it." You reached for a fistful of flaky snow and threw it at him.

"Hey! Now you're just using the fact that i'm defenseless against me! Don't make me grab my scarf back!" He laughed. "You got your scarf rightfully stolen, alright?"

"Your monocle too!"

"My... what?"

He reached for his face in horror.

"Orpheus. Your monocle. It's gone."

"Since when?"

"Since I saw you outside?"

He buried his face into his hands. "I... I didn't even notice... I'm so used to the feeling of it on my face that I lost it..."

You sighed. "Oh, Orphy... don't worry, you probably just tucked it away somewhere."

You slowly wrapped your arm around his shoulder - he responded by gently putting his head on your shoulder.

"Let's go for a walk to clear our minds, 'kay? At least I know what to get you this Christmas..."

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"Hi guys!"

It was Memory. She was all dressed up from head to toe in her winter clothes - only her nose and mouth peered from between the brim of her cap and the edge of her scarf.

"Oh. It's you. Little gremlin."

She just grinned at your sarcastic remark. "I've got a suprise for you two guys..."

"...Buuuut?"

"...but there's one rule." She raised her little index finger into the air.

"...And that rule being?"

She suddenly yanked your scarf from behind her back. "Catch me first!" She yelled as she ran into the snow for the second time, your scarf waving behind her like a fiery trail.

"Get her!" You and Orpheus jumped up and ran. "We can't lose her this time!"

Memory's image in front of you started to wither in the shadow of the winter sun. You two were out of breath again, sweat freezing on your forehead, yet your eyes were on the prize and your legs somehow cooperated with you. You noticed you didn't even look at Memory anymore - just the trail of her footsteps that she left in the fluffy snow.

"I...cannot...run...anymore..." Orpheus whined as he threw himself into the snow. You weren't doing any better, either, dropping to your knees as you panted.

"You guys made it!" Memory yelled out in front of you. "Now for your prize..."

"What is it..?" Orpheus mumbled as he sat up in the snow.

She moved away, revealing three snowy figures - two big ones, and one small one nested between the big ones. "Ta-dah! Now for the finishing touches..."

She wrapped your scarf around one of the snowmen. "To be fair, looking at it from afar, it looks like you a bit." Orpheus chuckled under his breath.

As she approached the other big snowman, she clumsily pulled out a monocle - Orpheus' monocle - from the pocket of her coat and wedged it into the face of the snowman. "Guess we found your monocle." You poked fun at him while she set it. "It does look like you, though."

For the little one, she reluctantly took her doll, and placed it by its base. "Here it is!"

She turned around and bowed.

"Looks wonderful, Memo-" Orpheus said as she ran towards him and knocked him into the snow again. You simply gave up on scolding her - you rested your head in the snow, Memory making snow angels between you two.

"Seems like you spent a lot of time on it. What's the name of your little masterpiece, hm?" Orpheus wondered, carefully fixing her cap as she laid in the snow.

She pouted. "I... didn't think of that. Stop! Let me think."

A few seconds passed as she thought, drumming her frostbitten fingers on her cheek.

"I'll call it... family!"